“Your house or mine?” he asked, eyes focused on mine in that intense Blade gaze I’d come to know well. I sighed. “Mine.” He raised his brows. “He won’t be there, and I’m tired and want my bed,” I said. “Your call, babe,” he replied, and then put the car in drive and focused his gaze on the road as he sped off. We were both silent for the drive, and I appreciated him even more for that. It was one thing I’d learnt about him over the past few months; he was a perceptive man, and could read moods and needs very well. I sat staring at the rain that had started falling. The darkness, the traffic lights and the rain all blurred together as I thought about the events of the night. I shivered from the air conditioning in the car, and Blade must have noticed because he reached out and shut it off. Normally, I would have thanked him for that, but tonight I just didn’t have it in me. Twenty minutes later we arrived at my house. No lights were on; J definitely wasn’t home. I didn’t move to unbuckle my belt, and Blade turned to me. “You sure you don’t want me to take you to my place?”
