Chapter 20: Sitting Down to Dinner

Isaac pulled Lavinia into his arms, throwing a disdainful look over his shoulder at Cyril. Lavinia took his chin in her hand and pulled him back to look at her.

“Leave it. I didn’t expect you to be the jealous type.”

“I’m not. He has,” Isaac paused to collect himself. “A unique effect. Perhaps it’s how long I’ve known him. He knows the exact right way to irritate me.”

“Not to mention, he is an incubus,” said Lavinia. “That can’t help the situation.”

“You’re not worried about his sister?”

“No, she seems occupied at the moment. Not even looking at you.”