"Don't underestimate him," he advised. "And is it possible to be pushing me when it's me asking you?" His tone indicated he might be willing to let it lie for the moment, however. He tightened his grip around her again when she shifted, leaning his head against her shoulder, drinking in her scent. It was such a comfort.
"Vaughn won't be a problem for long," he said, voice hardening, moving back toward that flat, deceptively calm place his tone usually traveled in. "And we'll find a way to pull you away from the Family." He sounded sure in a way that brokered no disagreement. This Would Happen. He'd make sure of it.