"Ethel, Daphne's here." Doris popped her head outside, her eyes hard with severity.

I let out an annoyed groan. Daphne had come early, unaware that Nelson Morgan was coming for dinner.

"Bring her up to my bedroom." I nodded at Doris. She gave me an impatient look before turning her eyes to Nelson. Her golden eyes hardened then vanished from sight as she stepped back into the house.

"I can see why the human is your assistant—as you call her." Nelson chuckled; a sly light hidden in his eyes.

"What do you mean by that?" I grimaced. A headache was beginning to form, and I hadn't the energy to figure...