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Then I opened my purse the proper way, tossed my phone in, closed it, and flipped it around. I didn’t know what I expected. And for a moment, I wondered if I’d see the back of his head, the magic of the cabinet cutting him off at the neck, giving me a cross-section of his body. How gross would it be?
But when I opened my purse, I was greeted with a bust of Eamon from the shoulder up, the rest of him phasing right through the shelf and floor. That wasn’t so bad.
“Hello, gorgeous. You rang?”
“Yup! I just successfully trapped Liam in a bottle,” I announced proudly.
“Good, about time someone did that.”
“We let him back out.”
He scowled. “Now why the hell would you do that?”
I just laughed and said, “Pucker up. I want a kiss. You know, to replenish.” I lied; I just really wanted a kiss.
He grinned as I leaned my face into my purse.
It was strange to have my face in my purse, but that didn’t matter when our lips touched. It was a sweet kiss, a gentle one full of love and care, showing a different but equally amazing side of him.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Liam’s voice had me gasping and lifting my head. He’d just walked in on me with my face stuck in my purse.
My face heated up. “What happened to knocking?”
He shrugged. “I don’t usually knock when I phase through walls. I didn’t know you had a thing for cheap pleather. I could always dress up if—”
Eamon took this moment to growl, “You should have left him in the fucking bottle.”
“Oh, your purse is enchanted. Smart.” Then, ignoring Eamon completely, he said, “We’re ready to go. This place has a patio so you can bring Nugget. It’s best to stay close to your familiar, and boujee bitches bring their spoiled purse rats there all the time.”
I waved goodbye to Eamon, feeling a little more refreshed, even with the tiny kiss. It was a warm day, and I couldn’t actually wear my hoodie, but I tied it around my waist so that Nugget could hide in the hood.
The restaurant was in a hotel close to the penthouse, and as we drove by, I thought of Eamon. I couldn’t wait to go back there when this was all done. I appreciated Seth’s hospitality, but I’d already started thinking of the penthouse as home.
We sat on the patio, enjoying the great weather. Both Seth and Liam looked around vigilantly, even though they assured me that Nastafar wasn’t the type to attack in public, preferring to stay under the radar. The more witnesses there were, the safer I’d be.
The food was amazing. Seth had suggested we order extra so I could get all my calories in, and we ordered five brunches to share between the three of us. Like Eamon, Liam really enjoyed eating, even though he didn’t technically require the nutrition.
I snuck little pieces of fruit to Nugget, who sat perched on the spare chair. Just as Liam had said, there were other pets on the patio, including a Chihuahua in a dress that eyed my little cutie from a few tables away. I eyed her right back.
Halfway through the meal, chaos descended on our peaceful little patio.
“This is a robbery; hands on the table where we can see them!” shouted a rough voice.
“One wrong move, and I’ll blow your head off!” shouted another.
The assailants wore masks and bulletproof vests, but even with the new get-up, I recognized those voices: Ned and Ted. And Dean had outfitted them with real weapons. Behind them was a gang of similarly dressed thugs. This wasn’t just a robbery; they were looking for me. They started at the entrance to the patio, asking each person for watches, wallets, and jewelry.
My face must have given it away because Seth mouthed, “Dean’s men?”
I nodded.
Seth mumbled something under his breath, and a shimmery blanket settled over us. It felt like a blanket of silence spell but was something more. The wizard shoved several bills under his plate where the thugs wouldn’t look. “Come on, let’s get out of here.”
Liam huffed and shoved as much food into his mouth as he could. No one paid us any attention as we got up and left, Seth helping me hop the fence.
“This isn’t Nastafar’s usual MO,” Liam grumbled.
We headed to Seth’s matte-black Porsche, which was parked at the very back of the parking lot; he’d insisted on parking far from any other cars that might scratch his baby. As he stepped around to get into it, there was a loud boom, and a rush of energy threw me off my feet.
