Ordinarily, Gil would have been darkly thrilled at a situation like this. Not only did he get to meet John's older brother, but he would also meet his boyfriends. Boyfriends! All of them had attended St. Margeret's: students whispered among themselves of that time a vampire had sired a witch. And Gilderoi would get to meet them! Ordinarily, he would have loved to gossip with Galadari about of all of this.
But he was anxious.
Not because of the vampire with the square jaw, who reminded Gil of a bobcat about to strike. Not because of the ifrit with the long hair, even though he caught Van throwing him looks. Not even because of Leon, the brother, who had his own kind of intensity, very different from the predatory vibe of Andrei and the sex appeal that radiated from Mickey.
Gil exhaled, catching the way Van looked at him. At the raised eyebrow, he gave a half-shrug. He had no idea how John was going to react.
He hoped the other boy would forgive him. What if he wouldn't?