Chapter 6
“What person in their right mind cares about what you have in your refrigerator?” Shandor was beyond affronted by the last question.
Ioan dissolved into a fit of giggles. “You’re not a—” A tap on the door interrupted him, and he froze.
Was the young vampyre about to call him a “foodie?” Shandor wondered idly if he should resent that. He actually was something of a gourmand.
Ioan swallowed. “If that’s either Valeriu or Daniel come to apologize, I don’t want to see either of them.”
“Are they in the habit of paying midnight calls?”
“No, but I’m unhappy with both of them, and the way my luck is running, that’s who it will be.”
“Then I’ll throw them out.”
Ioan sent him a grateful look, and Shandor caught a lock of his hair and tugged gently.
Whoever was on the other side didn
