Chapter 8
Talia’s POV
“You don’t actually believe that, do you?”
Vermont’s lips curled in amusement as he watched the stunned look on my face.
“So you can actually get it up?” I asked quietly, a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding slipping free.
“Are you relieved I can get my p***s up?” He burst into loud laughter. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you wanted me.”
He winked, then shut his eyes and stretched out on the couch like nothing had happened.
I let the silence sit between us for a moment before speaking again.
“Do you still want to talk about Lilith?” I asked softly.
His eyes flew open at her name.
“Why would I want to talk about her?” he snapped. “What business of it is yours?”
The anger was back in his voice, the same sharp edge it had when he barged in earlier,
