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"Cute enough?" he chuckles out.
Well, I'm not going to say she's hot because he'd probably start paying her the attention I really don't want him to.
"Yeah, cute enough."
"Alyssa, she's not my type."
"You like blonds, eh?" I tease.
"I like you. Other than that, I've never been into blonds. Amy just isn't… she's annoying as hell. You're the first girl I've ever felt like I was going crazy over."
A goofy, pathetic grins spreads across my face as I close my eyes and relax in the tub.
"You're good at this," I tease.
He lets a light, somewhat sad laugh free.
"Apparently I'm not too good or you'd let me be with you right n
ow."
Frowning, I start to counter, but a breeze in the air pops my eyes open, and I squeal as I see the dark user staring down at my naked body, his brow arched and a faint smile playing on his lips.
"What's wrong?" Kane worries.
I narrow my eyes while sinking lower in the bubbles as I stare into the eyes of the guy from the other day.
"Just more pests. Can I call you later?" I ask, forcing the dark user to smirk more.
"Will you call me?" he sighs.
"I will, I promise. Just get some rest. You sound tired."
I hang up before he can say anything else, and then I stare expectantly at the unannounced visitor in my bathroom.
"How did you get in here?"
He takes a seat on the sink, and keeping his voice low, he says, "You should put a protection spell around the house if you don't want me popping in."
"I can't. We've got dark ones here… well, blood drinkers. My magic is light, meaning they'd be locked out."
"You mean killers?" he leads.
"You're one to talk," I scoff. "The last I checked, dark users are just as vicious as night stalkers."
"We're not all vicious, just as you're not all angels. Don't get it twisted. Now, dry off and come with me," he says while handing me the towel I had hanging up.
My eyebrow arches, and then I mutter, "Why?"
"Because I'm going to prove to you our dark users do not have your mother, and then we'll help each other find the monsters after both of us."
He looks harmless, but so does a squirrel right before it tries to rip your fingers off once you get too close.
"Why should I trust you?" I murmur softly.
He leans over, his eyes shifting to be darker, and then he lets a deviously sexy grin free.
"Because I could have killed you more times than you know by now."
