I was so distracted by my thoughts I stumbled into something huge and hairy at the bottom of the stairs. The lump grunted as I jerked back in instant fright. Glowing red eyes flashed from the darkness for a moment before the fire died in them.
"Galleytrot." I clutched at my T-shirt, heart pounding. "What are you doing?"
"Waiting for you." His growling voice always made me think of meadows and secrets kept, the thrum of wild places rippling through it. The hulking black dog of the Sidhe climbed to his feet from where he'd sprawled at the foot of the steps. His head was almost at level with my chest as he looked up at me.
I scratched one of his ears before rubbing my hand over the top of his head where the softest fur was. "You have to stop following me."