Don't Rush Me (Nora Jacobs #1)(52)

“And you, love. Perhaps you would do me the honor of a dance?”

Shit. How to say no without insulting him?

“Sorry, Pellitoris,” Terrance grumbles, having finally made his way to us. “This human is not available.”

Pellitoris frowns at Terrance and looks to me for confirmation. I shrug apologetically. “I’m waiting for my date right now. He’ll be here any moment.”

Pellitoris considers this and then grins at me. The sight gives me the bad kind of shivers. “And who is this man that didn’t have the decency to pick you up?”

“Parker Reed,” Terrance says, as if the name should scare the faerie away. “And he would have picked her up, except she’s staying at my place, and my wards are harmful to vampires.”

I glance at Terrance, wondering if that’s true. I’ll have to ask later, but I know better than to question him now. His face has gone dark enough that Pellitoris does a double take and then studies me again. “You’re staying with Terrance?”

I nod slowly. So does Terrance. And he’s taking on his badass-troll-bouncer stance. Pellitoris looks Terrance over from head to toe and then sighs. “Very well. I shall find another dance partner. It was still a pleasure to meet you, m’lady.”

“Pellitoris, love.” Cecile holds out a hand to the faerie. “Perhaps a dance with me instead?”

The sidhe’s face lights up, and he escorts Cecile to the dance floor. She shoots Terrance a subtle wink as she walks away. She offered to dance with the faerie to smooth over the situation, and I wonder if that’s not a big part of her job—playing peacekeeper for the surly troll. It would make sense.

“Nora, darling.” I glance at Cecile in time to see her flash me a brilliant smile. “Tonight was so nice. Do call me again some time. I hope we shall be great friends.”

Oddly enough, I like the idea of being her friend, so I nod. “I will.”

She walks away, and Terrance takes her place on the barstool next to me. He faces outward, scowling at everyone who looks our way. “Can’t leave you alone for a second in this place,” he grumbles. He eyes my outfit, and his frown deepens. “Damn succubus did too good a job. Is Parker on his way yet?”

I nod. “Texted him on the way. He should be here any minute. We’ll go somewhere else.”

Terrance growls at a man that sits on the stool on the other side of me. The man scampers away immediately. The poor guy must have made the mistake of checking me out. “Are you sure I can’t come tonight?” Terrance asks gruffly.

I shake my head. “As much as I’d love to have you backing me up, you really can’t. You’ll scare away our only lead, and we might not find Shandra in time. But don’t worry. I’ll have Nick with me every second.”

Terrance grunts. I take that to mean he’s satisfied with my answer. After a moment of silence, Terrance sighs. “You want something to drink while you wait?”

The offer makes me smile. “Sure. A Coke would be nice.”

Terrance disappears to make that happen without a word. It only takes him a minute to walk around the other side of the bar and shove a glass of Coke at me. “Thanks, T-man.”

“I was right, you know,” he says as I down half of the Coke. I didn’t realize how parched I was. Must be the stress of being so dressed up. “You are trouble.”

“You’re the one who wanted me to come here first.”

Terrance grunts again and folds his arms across his chest. I get the T-man scowl. “My wards keep out anyone who isn’t expressly invited. I didn’t want Parker invited to my place because vamps are all connected by a mental link to their sire. Invite Parker, and the magic wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between him and any member of his clan.”

So then Henry or any of his cronies could theoretically sneak in. I shiver again. “Good call, then, T. Thanks.”

His face softens. “I’ll keep you safe, Nora.”

My throat closes up at the promise. It’s still overwhelming to have someone I trust looking out for me.

“I’ll always protect you, too,” a smooth, soft voice says from behind me.

The hairs on my neck stand up, and I have to take a deep breath and smooth out my face before I turn to face Parker. My heart skips a beat when I see him. I can’t help it. He’s dressed in designer jeans that fit him like jeans should fit a man, and a nice button-down shirt the same color blue as his deep blue eyes. The sleeves are rolled up on his strong forearms. And he’s looking at me as if I’ve stolen all the air from his lungs.

“Hey,” I say. I cringe when the word comes out raspy.

He doesn’t speak right away. He’s still taking in the sight of me. “Nora,” he finally whispers, slowly shaking his head. “You look…”

Before he can find the right word, Terrance clears his throat. Parker blinks a couple times and flinches as he breaks from whatever spell he was under. Knowing that I was the cause of his trance, heat rushes to my cheeks. He clears his throat. “Thank you for agreeing to meet with me.”

“It’s just business.” At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.

Parker’s lips twitch, as if he can see right through my no-nonsense attitude. Considering the man can sense my attraction to him, he probably does. That only makes me more determined to keep things professional. “We have a lot to discuss, so let’s get a move on.”