He tilted his head to the side, studying her. "I still cannot quite understand your reasoning. If Helena believes I am involved with you, how would that... help things?"
The comment about him being old prompted a mere look, but the mention of Shane made his jaw clench instinctively. "I doubt he would want to step foot in my apartment, not to mention the fact that my dogs are not very fond of him." Vlad didn't like the fact that she refused to listen to him - she was, after all, in his apartment.
"If I let Shane visit, then you must agree to adhere to a few rules." He folded his arms across his chest, raising his eyebrows. God help him, he was bargaining with an eighteen year old.