Page 138 of Resurgent

“No, seriously. I heard someone in Spell Casting say there were traces of magic around one of the attack sites.”

“Which one?” I ask, making a mental note to ask Hunter about it later.

“No idea. Don’t worry though, we’ll keep you safe.” Theo smiles at me from across the table, his gaze lingering for a second longer than necessary.

I blink at him. “That's nice.”

His smile falters for half a second as he realizes how that came out. “I mean all of you ladies…you know, if one attacked and Matt, Ian, and I were there...”

“Riiiight. Because you have a history of—

“Ow!” Matt yells as my foot connects with his shin.

“Oh, sorry,” I coo in the most sickeningly sweet tone I can muster. “Your leg was in my way.”

“My leg was nowhere near you!”

“Hmmm.”

“I'm going to start charging you for assault.”

“Oh no! What will they do? Increase my time?” I laugh.

“You're violent.”

“You're annoying.”

“You love me.”

“Unfortunately,” he grins, looking around the table, his eyes landing on Theo and holding until Emily pipes in, looking equally evil.

“We should do another girls' night.”

Matt's head snaps up. “No.”

Emily stared at him.

“I wasn't asking you.”

“Still no.”

“Matt.”

“No.”

Sasha leans back like I do, ready to watch the battle of wills and quick wit.

“Oh, this is going to be good.”

Emily crosses her arms. “Why can't we have a girls' night?”

“Because.”

“That's not an answer.”

“It is when I'm giving it.”

Theo laughs, completely unaware. “What's wrong with a girls' night?”