“I’ve made you uncomfortable,” he said. “Forgive me. My curiosities about human behavior should be kept to myself.” He took a bottle of water from a mini fridge and handed it to me. The cold against my skin shocked me into alertness. I needed to respond. I needed to get closer to the Senator, in any way possible, if I wanted him to release Tater from that Helper thing.
“It’s okay,” I said, fiddling with the ends of my hair. “I . . . used to, until all of this happened. It’s not as easy when you’re surrounded by other people at night.” Saying it out loud made my cheeks flame all over again. I pulled my hair over my shoulder, trying to sidetrack my mind from the awkwardness of oversharing.
“Well.” His voice was husky. I brought my eyes up to meet his. “You will have a room to yourself now.”
Holy crap. I was seriously about to pass out from this conversation. If I’d had any doubts before, it was clear now. The Senator was having naughty thoughts about me.
In my nervousness, I let out a laugh, still blushing and twirling my mane of hair in my hands. For a second, I considered firing back with an invitation to my room, because that’s what Linette would tell me to do, but I didn’t think that’s what the Senator wanted. I think he liked being the one to push the boundaries, little by little, pursuing me and making my cheeks bloom with his small, sensual mentions. So, I would play his game.
“I appreciate your concern for my well-being,” I said softly, keeping eye contact. “And since we’re being open . . .” I bit my lip, not needing to fake my nervousness. “Have you ever—”
His eyebrows rose, and I rushed on.
“No, not that. I was going to ask if you’d ever . . . been with a human woman?”
He shook his head slowly. “No. Never. And as for the other thing, that is a no, as well.” He walked to the door, and now it was my turn to raise my eyebrows. “I will let you get to work. And afterward, a guard will take you to your room.”
He opened the door, and I met his powerful eyes one last time before being escorted away.
