Chapter 12Namir shivered. Clothes. He needed clothes, though the shiver had little to do with temperature. He grabbed the pair of threadbare jeans he’d thrown over the armchair in the corner the other day and opened his closet for a shirt. He grabbed the top one which happened to be a chocolate-colored, long-sleeved henley he’d hardly ever used. He didn’t know why Gertrude had gotten it for him. Maybe it had been on sale.
Pulling it over his head, he appreciated the way it covered him. The way Jinx had looked at him had made him freak out. Shifters were normally fine with nudity, or they had been before he’d been taken by vampires at least. He’d never hesitated to shift in front of people before, but the horror on Jinx’s face reminded him of what had happened.
Gertrude never looked at hi
