“I…” I swallowed hard, my throat clicking. “I didn’t mean to. It was an accident. I got angry and the lights just…went.”
“And the windows,” Ace added helpfully, stopping at the foot of the bed. “And the electrical grid for the entire third floor. It was quite the show, apparently. Nate was impressed, and Nate is never impressed.”
I pulled the duvet higher, clutching it to my chin. “Am I…am I in trouble? Did you call the police?”
Ace laughed. It wasn’t a nice laugh…it was dark and low. “Police? Darling, we don’t call the police. We are the law on this mountain.”
He walked around the side of the bed, not stopping until he was standing right next to me, looming over the mattress.
“Besides,” he murmured, his eyes dropping to the oversized shirt I was wearing. “It would be a shame to put y
