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Which clearly makes him the authority in Jake’s class.

“Ready to go, Wyn?”

Bash’s voice is a low rumble that rolls through me like a physical force.

Liquid heat pools inside of me, and all I can do is nod.

Jake kisses me goodbye, and Mrs. Jenkins positively beams as Bash sweeps me away.

Outside, instead of his silver Porsche, a sleek black limo waits, and I gasp.

“Are you kidding me?!” I hiss at Bash as the driver gets out to open the door for us.

“I don’t want to drive tonight. I prefer to keep my hands free—just in case.”

“Just in case what?”

“Use your imagination.”

Bash chuckles when I blush, and I scowl at him as I slide into the plush interior of the limo.

He follows, sitting close—too close. Our arms brush, and I can feel the heat radiating from him.

“Champagne?”

Pulling out a bottle from a bucket of ice, Bash presents it to me.

“What are we celebrating?”

“Our first date.”

He pours two glasses, and we clink the sides gently together.

“To us,” he purrs, and I bite my lip.

“Such a charmer, but it takes more than champagne and fancy cars to sway my affections.”

“Guess I’ll have to try harder…maybe recruit your neighbor and Jake.”

“That’s cheating!”

“All’s fair in love and war, deoring.”

Evil man.

Bash places his hand on my knee, sliding it up slowly and proving me right—pure evil.

We cruise through downtown, the city’s lights flashing left and right.

But I can’t take my eyes off Bash’s striking profile.

The tips of his hair are wispier tonight, an electric, ice blue that looks cold enough to burn.

I reach out hesitantly before touching the tops. He stares at me, his pink gaze vivid as my fingers explore.

“It’s like smoke,” I breathe more to myself than anyone.

“Mmm, Boggarts came from Shadows, and it’s still our most basic, truest form.”

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