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“You don’t need to give me free drinks,” I say, uncomfortable with him giving me anything for free. I don’t know where this feeling comes from. Perhaps it’s my inner feminist urging me to be independent. He trails a hand along my arm.
“Call it a treat. I’m sure money is going to be tight for you until you find a job.”
“I’ve already found one,” I tell him proudly.
He narrows his gaze. “You did?”
“Yes, aren’t you happy for me?”
“More disappointed that you won’t be coming to work for me.”
“Well you shouldn’t be. I like to be independent anyway.” I say smiling.
“So where’s the job?” he asks, still stroking my arm.
I look at his hand. “Are you always so tactile?”
“No. But I like to touch you. It soothes me.”
I laugh. “Maybe that’s because of all the magic my new boss thinks I’ve got in me. Although it’s more likely that he’s just mental.”
He stops stroking abruptly. “Magic? Who told you this?”
“My new boss.” I answer. “His name’s Marcel Girard.”
Ethan’s expression turns hostile. “You’re working at Indigo?”
I nod. “Do you know it?”
“Yes I know it, tell me what exactly Marcel said to you?” he pushes.
“About the magic?”
“Yes.”
“Well, when we first met he told me I had a magical aura, but he couldn’t tell what it was. So he got this other guy who works there called Gabriel to see if he could tell what it was and…”
Ethan cuts me off. “Gabriel,” he says the name in a faraway voice, and several emotions pass over his expression.
“Do you know him too?”
“I do.”
“Small world eh,” I laugh to try and lighten the mood.
“Tell me, how did you come to work in that shop, do you have any connections to the owner?”
“No, I just went in and Marcel got all razzed up about how I’ve got a magical aura.”
Ethan nods, his eyes turned to cold steel. “Yes, and I’m sure he just jumped out of his seat to give you a job.”
“You wanna tell me what’s up?”
“You can’t work there.”
“Oh yeah? Why not?”
“You just can’t, listen to me Tegan.”
