Rebekah's blue eyes flicked down to look at James Rogers. She didn't have to say anything, it was all in the look. "You reek of him. Don't lie to me. I can hear your heart beating, I can hear when you lie to me. I can smell it too." She narrowed her eyes at him.
At least the boy was smart. He had grown on her ever so slightly when he acknowledged her superior speed and strength. It probably wouldn't have been much to anyone else but to someone as proud as Rebekah was, she enjoyed the acknowledgement that she was superior.
"I want you tell me, James and I'll know if you're lying. What has he said while he's been here? Is he planning to stay?"