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Kahn ran a hand through his hair, looking pissed at the world. “Maybe he’s your stalker. I could kill him, just to be sure.”

“Leave him be. He’s young. It helps him to have someone to blame.”

He sent her a quick frown. “And you’re okay with him blaming you?”

She focused on cleaning off her dress. “I’m used to it.”

Kahn was quiet for a beat. “I don’t agree with him, you know.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“You told Raj that I agreed with him, about hating you.” It sounded like an accusation. “I don’t.”

“Of course you do.” Randa tilted her head, confused by his angry denial. “You don’t throw eggs, but you agree with the sentiment behind it. You blame me for what Parald did.”

“I blame you for sleeping with Parald, knowing what he was and what he’d done.” He muttered. “I don’t blame you for the Fall itself.”

“Last night, you said basically the same things that Raj was saying today. The same things everyone says.”

Kahn’s jaw clenched. “Except Isaacs.” He reminded her snidely.

Randa gave her dress one last swipe with the tissue, ready to change the subject. “What people think doesn’t matter. None of it matters. Very soon I’ll be…” She stopped, surprised that she’d nearly told him her plans to leave Mayport Beach. Why had she done that?

“Soon you’ll be what?” Kahn pressed when she trailed off.

“Nothing.” Randa gave her head a shake. “Forget it.”

His eyes narrowed.

Randa pointedly ignored his suspicious frown. “Shall we check out? I’m going to need to go home and change, before I take you shopping for human clothes.”

Chapter Five

Wild men in wild places, fighting cold, heat, starvation, thirst, barrenness,

facing the elements in all their ferocity, usually retrograded,

descended to the savage,

lost all heart and soul and became mere brutes.

Zane Grey

Kahn had spent the vast majority of his life surrounded by women.

So why the hell was Randa so hard to figure out?

He couldn’t read her. Those cool, dark eyes would stare at him and he had no idea what was going on in her head. It was her fault for being so pretty. It distracted him. He couldn’t focus on learning what Randa was thinking about because he was too busy wondering if she was thinking about him. Pathetic.

“You’re staring at her, again.” Julius told him quietly.

“I’m supposed to be watching her, aren’t I? It’s what we were hired for.”

“Well, if I was watching her, the way you’re watching her… something tells me that you wouldn’t be happy about it.”

“Shut up, Jules.”

The two of them were speaking in the Light Phase dialect, waiting for the others to be done with their clothes fittings. Elementals were bigger than humans, and Light Phases were bigger than most Elementals. That complicated things when it came to dressing. Finding them suitable human costumes to lure potential Matches was taking hours.