Page 60 of His Temporary Assistant

“Is that…” I didn’t even know what I wanted to ask.

“Part of the sex hex?” She didn’t laugh. “I don’t know.”

“Is this a witch thing?” I sounded choked, as if I’d lost all my air. “Something you usually do.”

“I’ve never done anything like this.” Swallowing hard, she moved the rock from hand to hand. “I’ll discuss it with Luna. She should know.”

“Is she going to ask for a picture of my unmentionables too or is your word enough?”

Her gaze dropped and lingered on my groin. I couldn’t say I minded either. “I don’t have nearly enough words about them.” Her voice was low and smoky and made my blood hum.

“Give me your phone.”

“What?”

I held out my hand.

“I have your number already.”

“Miss Moon.”

She did me the great disservice of peeling down the front of her dress just enough to pry out her phone. Then she handed it over. “If you destroy it, I will do a binding spell on your unmentionables.”

I didn’t know what that meant, but it sounded unpleasant. Besides, I had a brand new fixation.

Her phone was warm from her body. All those delicious curves had been snuggled up against this plastic.

I’d never been jealous of an inanimate object before.

“Are you okay?”

I wasn’t at all sure, but I nodded and let out an exasperated breath. “You have to unlock it first. I don’t have your face.”

“You are truly the king of the obvious.” She did the honors for me before setting it in my hand again.

I scrolled through her contacts in her message app. Luna was on top—labeled Best Bish—but half a dozen down was an entry labeled Big Dick Energy.

“Who is this?” I stabbed her phone.

“I can’t see it when your big finger is blocking the screen. Stop flailing about and let me see.” She batted my hand away and smiled slowly. “Oh. Him. He’s no one.”

“That’s why you reference his dick in his contact information? Or is that just standard operating procedure for you to reduce men to their most base level?”

“Turnabout is fair play. But if you must know, he’s our yoga teacher.”

“I want to petition for a nickname change,” I muttered as I went back to her phone.

“You certainly make his look small.”

I was not above preening as I did something I had never done in my life. I pulled up Luna’s chat window, hit the camera icon and reversed the direction, and then cocked my head and hoped for the best as I pressed the button. I hit send without looking at it.

“Did you just take a selfie?” She snatched back her phone and started to laugh. “Oh my God.” She doubled over with her hand over her mouth as she giggled at my expense.

When I pulled back the phone and saw what I’d sent, somehow I started laughing too.

I’d messaged a stranger a picture of the top right corner of my head, and the one eye in the picture looked cock-eyed and droopy. That was surely going to satisfy Luna’s requirements for a photo.

“That’s the best. Wow.”

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