Bloodlines (Bloodlines, #1)(40)

Lee’s attention was on me, however. His easy smile grew uncertain, and he glanced at his feet. “This might seem kind of weird . . . but I mean, I wouldn’t mind asking Jill out.”

Adrian was on that before I could even think of a response. “What, do you mean like on a date? You son of a bitch! She’s only fifteen.” You never would’ve guessed he’d been talking about easy Moroi girls only moments before.

“Adrian,” I said. “I’m guessing Lee’s definition of a date is a little different than yours.”

“Sorry, Sage. You’ve got to trust me when it comes to dating definitions. Last I checked, you aren’t an expert in social matters. I mean, when was the last time you were even on a date?” It was just another of the witty barbs he tossed around so easily, but it stung a little. Was my lack of social experience that obvious?

“But,” I added, ignoring Adrian’s question, “there is an age difference.” I honestly had no idea how old Lee was. His being in college gave me some clue, but Clarence seemed awfully old. Having a child late in life wasn’t that weird, though, for humans or Moroi.

“There is,” said Lee. “I’m nineteen. Not a huge gap—but big enough. I shouldn’t have said anything.” He looked embarrassed, and I felt both sorry for him and confused for myself. Matchmaking wasn’t in the Alchemist handbook.

“Why would you want to ask her out?” I asked. “I mean, she’s great. But are you just doing this to distract her from Micah and give her a safe dating alternative? Or do you, um, like her?”

“Of course he likes her,” said Adrian, quick to defend Jill’s honor.

I had a feeling that there was really no good way for Lee to answer at this point. If he expressed interest in her, Adrian’s bizarre chivalric instincts were going to kick in. If Lee wasn’t interested, Adrian would no doubt demand to know why Lee didn’t want to marry her then and there. It was one of those fascinating—but weird—quirks of Adrian’s personality.

“I like her,” said Lee bluntly. “I’ve only talked to her a couple of times, but . . . well, I’d really like to get to know her better.”

Adrian scoffed, and I shot him a glare. “Once again,” I said. “I think you guys have different definitions for the same words.”

“Not true,” said Adrian. “All guys mean the same thing when they want to ‘get to know a girl better.’ You’re a well-bred young lady, so I understand why you’d be too innocent to understand. Good thing you’ve got me here to interpret.”

I turned back to Lee, not even bothering to respond to Adrian. “I think it’s fine if you go out with her.”

“Assuming she’d even be interested,” said Lee, looking uncertain.

I remembered her smile when he’d stopped to talk to her yesterday. That had seemed pretty promising. But then, so had her enthusiasm over Micah. “I bet she would.”

“So you’re just going to let her go off alone?” asked Adrian, giving me a look that told me not to question him. This time, his concern was legitimate. I shared it. Jill was in Palm Springs to be safe. She was enrolled at Amberwood because it was also safe. Suddenly going out with a guy we hardly knew would not meet either Alchemist or guardian protocols for safety.

“Well, she can’t even leave campus,” I said, thinking aloud. “Not without me.”

“Whoa,” said Adrian, “if you get to come along as a chaperone, so do I.”

“If we both do, then Eddie will want to as well,” I pointed out. “Doesn’t sound like much of a date.”

“So?” Adrian’s brief moment of seriousness and concern had vanished in the face of what he saw as social fun. How could anyone’s mood flip so quickly? “Think of it as less of a date than a faux-family outing. One that will entertain me while protecting her virtue.”

I put my hands on my hips and turned toward him. This seemed to amuse him more. “Adrian, we’re focusing on Jill here. This isn’t about your personal entertainment.”

“Not true,” he said, green eyes sparkling. “Everything’s about my personal entertainment. The world is my stage. Keep it up—you’re becoming a star performer in the show.”

Lee glanced between us with a comically helpless look. “Do you guys want to be alone?”

I flushed. “Sorry.” Adrian made no apologies, of course.

“Look,” said Lee, who kind of seemed like he was beginning to regret bringing this up at all. “I like her. If it means bringing your whole group so I can be with her, then that’s fine.”

“Maybe it’s better this way,” I mused. “Maybe if we do more things as a group—aside from her feedings—she won’t be in danger of wanting to go out with a human guy.” Who we didn’t even know for sure that she was interested in. We didn’t even know if she was interested in Lee either. We were being awfully heavy-handed with her love life, I realized.

“This is kind of what I wanted before,” Adrian said to me. “Just more of a social life.”

I thought back to yesterday’s conversation, in which he’d demanded I find him lodging. “That’s not quite what you asked for.”

“If you want to get out more,” said Lee, “you should come back to LA with me tonight. I’ll be back here after class tomorrow anyway, so it’d just be a quick trip.”