She looked relieved when she finally pulled up in front of the hotel and the valet took my car. My bike would stay at my house; I needed a vehicle that could fit both of us a little easier.
The sun was already setting.
It didn't take long to get to her suite. Rae ignored the binder sitting in the hallway, leaned up against the wall beside our door, but I grabbed it on our way in.
She went straight for the bed and flung herself onto the mattress, staring up at the decorative light fixture that hung above her."Driving is way worse than traveling by shadow."
"Yeah, it is." I didn't bother disagreeing. Transportation would be really fucking useful.
I sat on the edge of the mattress, not sure if she wanted me in her space or not.
"Can you drive when we go places together?"she asked.
"Hell yeah." After a moment of debate, I slid closer to her. She lifted her head so I could tuck my arm beneath it, and draped one of her calves over one of my legs. "I brought you a binder of options. I owe you a place to live that doesn't have multiple floors of people below it."
She perked up a little, and took the binder.
I watched her slowly read through all of the options. There were about two dozen pictured, but there were more I could add if she wasn't a fan of them. Most of the others had renters living in them, so I'd rather pick one of the empty ones that I typically switched between.
"Have you fucked people in all of these?" she asked me, as she neared the end of the binder. She didn't sound bothered about it, but I studied her anyway, watching closely for a sign that she cared more than she seemed to.
I considered the question. I'd never really thought about it, but now that I did...
"Not all of them."
There were a few I hadn't spent much time in at all.Like this hotel suite.
She handed me the binder. "I don't want to move somewhere that you've been with anyone else. The place we live shouldn't come with memories of other people for you."
My cock throbbed violently.
She was sayingwe, like we were both moving there.
I opened the rings of the binder and pulled out most of the pages, leaving her with three options.
One was an apartment above one of my clubs. I'd never gotten around to furnishing it, so I'd never been inside. I doubted she'd choose that one, given the location.
As expected, she read the blurb about where it was located, and skipped right over it.
Another option was a modern mansion that was all glass, brick, and concrete, on Fae Row.She lingered on that one.
The third was a Tudor-style manor that was mostly red brick and ivy, also on Fae Row.
"This doesn't look like your style," she remarked.
"It was Callum's. When he mated with Kat, he wanted a place that would give her a better view of the forest," I explained. "I moved around a lot to try to keep my magic under control, so he gave it to me. I never used it. Felt too weird."
"What about this one?" she asked, flipping back to the modern mansion. "I like the style."
"I built that when we moved here. It's next door to Merrily's old place, and she has a shitload of cameras. I didn't want her seeing something she wasn't comfortable with, so I never took anyone there. Rarely went there at all."
"She lives in the demon royals' mansion now?"
"Right."
"And her house is empty?"
"Yup."