Creed snorted. "Don't think it would take much fer him ta convince you otherwise." He smirked, the sort of smirk that was very unsettling.
"Thing is, the old boy has figured it out. Thinks you and the vampire have been playin' him the whole time. So, me? I'm off his radar. You on the other hand have an angry badger gunnin' fer ya."
He patted the bench beside him. "Won't bite, sweetheart."