Page 240 of Sky’s Edge

“True,” he allowed (yes, still growling), “but I’ve lived under a microscope since I was born. Even if they didn’t think that way, I’ve learned not to pay too much mind to what they do think.”

I kept a keen eye on him after the “lived under a microscope” comment, because I wondered if that exposed something, even a little something, about Cormac.

That brood?

I speculated if it was a cloak, or a shield, hiding something he didn’t want anyone to see. Or he was using it just to hide himself, because he didn’t want anyone to know the real Cormac Claymore.

“Which is a good way to go,” Estra butted in, leaning forward to look at Gayle. “I mean, obviously, I have no clue and never will, except knowing and loving Tanyn, who’s been both celebrated and raked over the coals.”

Another reason I liked Estra?

It was obvious she knew Tanyn well and cared deeply for him.

“But you could even get hooked on the good posts,” she went on. “And that could be bad, because if everyone is convinced you can do no wrong, you might convince yourself you can do anything, and no one is free to do whatever they want whenever they want to do it.”

Very wise.

Gayle felt the same way, I knew, when she nodded to Estra, turned back to Cormac and lifted a hand with her palm up his way.

“I won’t scroll. I’ll play a game or something.”

Obviously, he found this acceptable, because he handed back her tablet and her Palm.

She set her Palm aside and bent her head to her tablet.

And Cormac kept eagle eyes on her while she did.

Okay.

I was totally seeing it.

He might be gruff and unapproachable, along with trying to hide the fact, but he was into her.

I looked to Tanyn.

He tipped his head to the side in a See? gesture.

I saw, so I wrinkled my nose again, but it was a happy wrinkle this time.

He repeated the bop.

By Beelzebub.

We’d skipped morning sex again that morning.

I needed to be under him.

Soon.

I looked at my Palm.

We were landing at Aleksei’s penthouse, all of us going our separate ways (except Nayden, who, as ever, would be heading up security on me and at the flat, because Tanyn might be with me, and his own detail would be there, but this was my turf and that was Nayden’s).

This meant we’d have to fly from there to my place, which would take another ten to fifteen minutes, depending on traffic.

So I had to wait about an hour to fuck my male.

I wasn’t sure I could make it.