He growled at the interruption of his thoughts when he heard the knock down stairs. Pushing away from the doorway, he made up his mind to get rid of the unwanted guest as quick as possible. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d scared someone into not sticking around.
Jerking the door open, Damon c****d an eyebrow at the stranger. “What?”
“You’re not Michael,” Micah frowned recognizing the man who had been with his sister last night. He thought Michael lived alone. Seeing the man standing there half-dressed and blocking the doorway made Micah want to make sure he hadn’t just left the same bed his sister was in.
“Okay, neither are you.” Damon said in a deadpan voice.
Micah felt the beast within him try to raise its head. “Where’s Alicia?”
The way the man said Alicia’s name made it dawn on
