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“Your magic⁠—”

“Static electricity.”

Her jaw drops.

“Static electricity?”

“Texas is dry.”

“It is humid outside.”

“Magical static electricity.”

“That's not a thing!”

“Neither are vegetarian vampire bats, but I've still got twelve of them living in my belfry.”

“Fourteen.”

“Not helping!”

Another spark pops from my thumb. I shove both hands under my thighs.

There. Let's see the little bastards get out now.

Clarissa lands on the edge of my dresser.

“Your magic has been getting stronger ever since Damian showed up.”

“My magic has been acting weird ever since Damian showed up.”

“Exactly.”

“No, not exactly. Weird is not the same as stronger.”

“You undressed him with it.”

I flush. I can’t believe I told her that!

“That was an anomaly.”

“You've been sparking every time he touches you.”

“Coincidence.”

“Your magic literally reached for his last night.”

I narrow my eyes.

“How do you know that?”

She pauses.

“I don't.”

“Clarissa.”

“But judging by your face, I do now.”