Murphy had remained quiet as Harry had given Thomas the exposition. She was just considering whether or not she should come up with an excuse to give the two brothers space for a reunion when Harry looked over at her. Discussing his incubus half-brother in the same breath as a hot shower was a little odd, to say the least. Murphy had long since gotten past the effect that Thomas had, but it was still there. It would always be there. Now she simply saw the sex appeal for what it was-a predator's siren song to his prey.
She nodded, thinking longingly of her own shower.
"There is. You'll have to check in with Belia, the leader of die Festung, if you want your own place though."
She didn't trust the woman, but then again she didn't trust anyone. And she could at least relate to someone who would do anything to protect her people.