“It is for me. Sometimes I don’t dream good dreams. And all my premonitions came through my dreams.” He kept stroking my cheek and gave me a small, sweet smile. “Tamed that in me, pussycat. Just by sleepin’ at my side.”

Wow. Weird.

And awesome.

“Cool,” I whispered.

“Yeah,” he whispered back.

I gave his wrist a squeeze. “Don’t worry about my nightmare, honey. It happens and I’ve never premonitioned anything.”

His sweet smile turned into an amused one. “Good to know.”

“Is it morning?”

“No,” he answered.

“Is there a reason, since you can walk in the day, why your windows are blacked out?” I asked.

“So no one can see inside,” he answered.

“Oh,” I mumbled.

“You gonna go back to sleep?”

“You gonna turn off the light so I can do that?”

“I turned it on, hoping it would wake you,” he informed me.

“I’m awake, baby. Now I need more sleep.”

He gave me a new look, one I hadn’t seen before, one that I read as a my-Lilah-is-adorable-and-also-kind-of-a-pain-in-my-ass-but-I-still-like-it look.

It was a look I liked.

Then he twisted, reached his long arm out, giving me a lovely view of the bunched muscles of his defined biceps, and the light went out.

He settled in.

I snuggled close.

“Glad you’re okay, bao bei,” he murmured.

It was safe to say I was so totally digging my werewolf vampire.

I cuddled closer. “I’m more than okay, honey.”

He drew me even closer.

I grinned into his chest.

Then I fell back to sleep.

* * * * *

I opened my eyes to see the light by the chair dimly illuminating the space. Abel was not in the chair or in bed with me, but there was a note tacked to the back of the chair.

I got up on a forearm, throwing my hair back with my hand, and looked around in confusion.

The door to the toilet was opened, no one inside. The shower curtain was closed, but no shower noises. The rest of the room was empty.

Sleepily, I threw back the covers and padded to the chair.

I tore off the note that was pinned to it with a thumbtack, then lifted and read it.

Bao Bei,

I’m out. You get up before I return and want company, just call one of the boys to take you upstairs. I’ll be home as soon as I can.

Abel

He ended this with a list of all of his brothers’ cell phone numbers.

But…

He was out?

I thought he needed to stay in so none of the supernaturals could catch his scent.

This did not make me happy, and since I didn’t have my werewolf vampire close to share that sentiment with, I went to my phone, programmed the guys’ numbers in, and called Xun.

“Yo,” he answered.

“Hey. It’s Lilah. Abel’s out and—”

Xun cut me off. “Uh, say what?”

“Abel’s out.”