“I want to stay with them,” Evie said. I glanced at her. She was sticking her chin out the way she did when she’d already come to a decision and had no intention of changing her mind.

Samael shrugged one shoulder as Sitri stepped off the elevator, a human woman with him.

“This is Martha,” Sitri said. “She works as the nanny here whenever we need her.”

“I’m still staying,” Evie said.

Martha smiled at her. “Sitri filled me in on what happened today. I think it would be great for you to stay.”

I hesitated. Did I want to leave Evie with the most dangerous demon around? Samael smiled at me, likely well aware of where my thoughts had gone, and I sighed. He wouldn’t hurt Evie. I trusted him that much.

“Sounds good,” I said. “I need to get back to work, but I’ll be in touch.”

I gave my sister a hug, and waved to the boys, who were already competing with each other in one of the games. It made loud, siren-like noises that made my head ache.

Samael was silent in the elevator next to me. I skimmed my gaze up his huge body until I found his face.

“Tell me you didn’t release that recording.” I didn’t think he had, but it was best to cross off all the suspects on my list.

Surprise flashed across his face. It was there for less than a moment, but I caught it.

“Why would I do that, bounty hunter?”

He only called me ‘bounty hunter’ when I was pissing him off. Good. Why should I be the only one wrestling with my anger?

“To isolate me so I’ll have nowhere to turn and you can swoop in?”

It sounded ridiculous, and a slow smile crept across Samael’s face.

“We both know I have no need to isolate you. It’s only a matter of time before you wake up in my bed each morning. Where you belong.”

“Keep dreaming.”

“Oh, I will.” He studied my face, and his eyes darkened. I’d seen that look on his face a few times now, and it never boded well for me. “You haven’t slept.”

“It was a crazy night.” It was almost noon now, but I needed to get moving. Some cameras were programmed to record over their video every twenty-four to forty-eight hours.

“Humans who are low on sleep have poor reflexes.”

I sent him a look. “Please, demon-splain my life as a human to me some more. This is real fun.”

The elevator doors opened and I cursed myself for not paying attention to the button he pressed. I stayed on the elevator and he merely took my elbow and hauled me into his penthouse.

“Why can’t anything with you ever be easy?”

He raised one eyebrow. “You stole the words from my mouth.”

“I don’t have time for this, Samael.”