The day watcher dropped to a knee. “Your Grace,” she said, bowing her head. He tapped her shoulder, and she rose.
Oh crap!I could feel my face heat up. “Should I be doing that?”
“Doing what?” Adam pulled me back against him and rubbed his cheek against mine.
“Kneeling?” Although now that I thought of it, the Regehad told me I didn’t have to.
Adam gave a wry laugh and brushed a kiss to my temple. “It’s not necessary.”
“Are you sure? Okay, okay.” I offered the Rege a smile. “Good evening, sir. I’m sorry you got called out.”
“Things do tend to be lively in your vicinity.”
That wasn’t my fault! Was it?
“You are a most unusual sabor, Tyrell Small.”
I was going to take that as a good thing. “Yep.” And I grinned at him.
“Raymond, you have the clothes of the rogues?”
“Yes, mon seigneur.Ty left them by the garage.”
“You heard?” he asked, turning toward the front door, and that was when I noticed a number of other vampyres standing on the porch.