Page 80 of Thin Lines (Donati Bloodlines 2)

Calisto wanted to leave. He’d always hung his jacketat the back end of the house where no one could go through it. He didn’t trusta damn soul.

Emma’s silent stare from down the hallway said hecouldn’t leave.

He put his jacket on the rest of the way. Emma tippedher head to the side, gesturing at a room he knew to be a bathroom.

Calisto waited until she had disappeared into thebathroom, closed the door, and then he followed a few seconds later when he wassure no one would see. Locking the door behind him, he turned around and Emma’sfinger hit him square in the chest.

“You,” she hissed.

“Whoa.” Calisto backed into the door, hands up. “Whatin the hell is wrong with you?”

“Did you do that tonight just to piss me off, Cal?”

“Do what?”

“You know what!”

Calisto flinched at the level of her voice. “Quietdown. Just because this bathroom is supposed to be off-limits for the guestsdoesn’t mean that they all follow the damn rules.”

Emma glared. “The girl, Cal. Your date.”

She practically spat the word at him.

Calisto finally understood what Emma’s problem hadbeen all night. She wasn’t as angry as she was jealous.

Crazy jealous.

It burned in her eyes and set her mouth into a tightfrown. Her fists clenched at her sides, and her nostrils flared.

Goddamn.

She looked good like this.

Calisto didn’t want to admit how much that affectedhim.

“Kelsey,” Calisto said.

Emma’s eyes narrowed. “Yes.”

“Affonso’s daughter.”

He said the words slowly, drawing every syllable outfor Emma to hear. Her fight left her eyes and defensive stand almost instantly.

Calisto chuckled. “Not so jealous now, huh?”

“I wasn’t—”

“You were. You were damn jealous. You wanted to rip mythroat out and ask questions later.”

Emma fiddled with the diamond necklace she wore,avoiding his gaze. “I didn’t know that’s who she was. He didn’t say.”

“He didn’t know, either.”

“Oh.”

Calisto liked that Emma had been jealous, but hedidn’t know why exactly.

Maybe because it proved something.