Kimmy
“I’ve got to go. You don’t need me here anymore, do you?” I asked Xan as I pushed to my feet.
“Excuse me? Why wouldn’t we need you?”
I tried to send him a signal telepathically, but he wasn’t picking up on it. At all. And Lennon was a human, so I wasn’t comfortable mind linking in front of him; the clouded over eyes would freak anyone out.
“I think I left something in your office. I need to grab it, and I’ll be right back.”
“I apologize, Mr. Black. I tend to affect the ladies; I make them even more scatterbrained than they naturally are. I’m sure you gentlemen can relate,” Lennon Harrington said as he smiled down on me. When he’d moved across the room and invaded my personal space, I had no clue, but he was too close for comfort, and I wanted to cave his ball
