“I think this is the worst I’ve ever seen you dance,” I told him. “And believe me, that’s saying something.”

He smiled ruefully, but I suspected dancing was the last thing on his mind right now. “I’m out of practice.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re actually here this time, instead of sitting on the sidelines.”

“Things change, I guess.”

I held his eyes for a few moments. “Yes. Yes, they do.”

A few more moments of silence passed before he asked, “How’s your immortal, um, situation going?”

“Hmm?” Seth’s hand had come within millimeters of brushing against my breast when we turned. Sternly, I chastised myself to forget about the way his body had felt—and looked and smelled and tasted—yesterday and remember my other problems. “Oh, well. Not so great, actually. I got some more info, except it’s hard to—”

When I fell silent, Seth tilted his head and gave me a puzzled look. “What?”

I’d forgotten the idea that I’d briefly hinted at to the vampires. “Seth . . . I have a strange question to ask you . . . and you can feel free to say no.”

The look on his face still seemed to say he wanted to rip my clothes off, but there was something else . . . something serious and concerned that made sweet, sentimental feelings mingle with my own lust.

“If there’s anything I can do to help, I will.”

“I know,” I said. “Except this isn’t exactly your help . . . it’s Kayla’s.”

If Seth had been doing any semblance of dancing now, he might have stumbled and missed a beat. As it was, it was kind of hard to tell the difference.

“Kayla?” His four-year-old niece’s name was clearly not what he’d been expecting to hear.

“Do you remember when I said she had psychic powers?”

“Yeah . . . but I didn’t really think much of it.”

“Well, I told you the logistics of summoning, right? Now I’ve got a lead on where Jerome is but not how to find him once we’re in the right spot. I could do it if I was back to normal, or a psychic might be able to do it. Unfortunately, my usual ones aren’t easily accessible.”

Worry was rapidly dominating over desire now. I was sad to see the arousal leave him, but this was a serious topic.

“I’m not sure I like the idea of Kayla getting mixed up in any of this. In fact, I know I don’t like it.”

I nodded. “I know. I figured you’d feel that way—believe me, I don’t like it either.” I loved all of Seth’s nieces, but Kayla in particular always tugged at my heartstrings. “Just something that crossed my mind earlier.”

“Well, I—ah!”