"When do you wish to meet with him?" she asked softly, staying curled in his arms, not caring that they were standing in an un-moving elevator, content to stay there forever if it meant never letting him go. "I can have it arranged so that...precautions are in place.
Mostly making sure Marcus was well armed and on their side, not her father's.
"Oh! I need to call Damon if I'm returning to you..."