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that.”
    “It doesn’t make any sense to me either, but there it is.   You’re right there, but I can’t have you anymore.”  I started to say something, but he waved me away.  “No, I know, it’s too late.  You’re already spoken for, even if he won’t do the speaking.”
    I stared at him dumbly.  Did he mean Rob or Jakob?  “I think you should go to bed now, it’s getting late.”
    “Share a drink with me.  Where’d my bottle go?”
    “I think you’ve had more than your share.  Probably better to sleep it off.”
    “I am a bit tired,” he said, brow crumpled in confusion as if he couldn’t understand why.
    “ The sun will be up soon, and you’ve drunk your weight tonight.  That’ll take a lot out of a guy.  Do you want me to help you down to your room or pass out in here?”
    “You’re so smart,” he sighed, already starting to bring his feet up to the couch and I scrambled off to give him some room.  “And kind.  Not like her at all.”
    I could guess who he meant by that, and it brought a smile to my lips as I helped him stretch out on the sofa.  “Get some rest, and I’ll talk to you tomorrow.  You should be fine in here with the blinds closed.”  Like most of the house, the windows and doors were equipped with black out shutters and drapes.
    “Not like her at all,” he muttered, capturing my hand for a kiss before I moved away.
    “Goodnight, Bishop.  Sleep deep.”
    “G’nite, Carys.” 
    I froze beside the couch.  Was that who his pickled brain thought he was talking to?  Was he regretting his lost chances with Carys?  Son of a biscuit…
    I left the room without another word, running smack dab into Rob standing in the hallway.  My hands fluttered away from his broad chest, worried someone might see us pressed together like that and get the wrong idea. 
    “Oh, hey,” I managed to get out, still more rattled than I should be from my conversation with Bishop.  “You didn’t have to wait up for me, I had Tucker with.”
    “It’s my job.”
    There was something else there though, he’d been worried, I could see it in his eyes.  “Right.”  Message received.   “I’m sorry.”
    “Nothing to be sorry about, miss.  Let’s get you to bed, you look knackered.”
    “Actually… Tucker?” I turned my attention to the wolf at my feet.  “Would you mind staying with Bishop, just to make sure he’s safe sleeping up here?  I’d hate for someone to disturb him.”  Not that there was a ton of activity during the day, but there were human servants and werewolves that had the run of the place and Bishop would be vulnerable.
    Tucker gave one chuff, slinking back through the door as I held it open.
    “Thanks, buddy,” I called out to him softly. 
    We ascended the main stairs in silence, and I could feel the sun growing higher in the sky, my steps growing clumsier until I started to feel a trifle drunk myself. 
    “Have a nice talk, did you?” Rob asked as we started down the deserted hall.
    “I don’t think nice is the right word for it.  He’s in pretty bad shape.”
    “Told you he’s still in love with you.”
    So he had been listening in on the conversation, I’d wondered about that.  “I thought you promised not to suck so bad at eavesdropping.  Most of what Bishop said was incoherent rambling.”
    “Not so much,” Rob said with a half shrug.  “He regrets not trusting you, he regrets losing his chances with you.”
    “He was mourning his fallen comrades, that’s why he got so drunk in the first place,” I insisted.
    “Then I guess we both took away different things from the conversation.”
    I admit, I breathed a sigh of relief when we got to the suite and found Jakob still hadn’t shown up.  For a brief moment I wondered what kind of trouble he was getting himself into, but for now, I was glad to have a few moments alone with Rob. 
    Only he didn’t have the same idea I did as the door clicked shut and I reached for him.