"Go to bed, brat," he shot back softly. So much like how they used to be. "Okay, no other vampires, okay?"
He nodded. Of course he'd lock it. Hell, he wished he had a key so he could dead bolt it as well. Okay, overprotective was a good description.
Colin locked up as he left, looking back over his shoulder before heading off down the street. He shouldn't be this exhausted before midnight.
He was going home. And locking himself in his room until he could figure out if what he'd done was a good thing, a bad thing or just a very dumb thing.