Those words made sense. Too much sense, really. “No,” she said at last. “I understand why you did what you did. I just wish the djinn I watched m******e people in the streets of Albuquerque could face their own justice.”
Qadim rose to his feet, bringing her with him. Suddenly, his arms were around her, and she felt his warm, heavy hand stroking her hair. “I know,” he murmured. “I know. There are others who feel the same way. But we are in the minority, I fear. All I can do is make sure that you are safe. And I will.”
There was such a fierceness to his tone that she had to look up at him. His mouth was set, almost angry, but she could also see the glow in his eyes as he stared down at her. That glow awakened the heat in her body, and her mouth parted.
That was all the invitation he appar
