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He wants us! Grab his ass to show him we feel the same,my brain said.
He didn’t say he likes us,I snapped.In fact, he’s avoided us since learning about the spell.
“You can stop now,” Ram said.
I turned to see Moe holding Ram’s shoulders and staring at him with unblinking eyes. He was taking this not getting distracted thing seriously.
“Buddy, tell me your feelings.”
Ram scooted away from Moe on his butt before pulling a cellphone from his sock. “Yes, yes, we all have deep emotional problems, but this isn’t group therapy and Beverly isn’t a psychologist.”
Beverly looked up from her grooming.
“I find beavers quite therapeutic,” Jag said, raising his eyebrows at me.
A little thrill went through me, and heat bloomed between my legs. I grinned. “My cooch is not board certified to handle whatever mental illness you have.”
Jag snorted. Just like when we first met, he didn’t get offended when I insulted him.
I liked it.
Ram held up his cell phone. “No reception and no Wi-Fi. Even in an apartment in the middle of nowhere, someone would have Wi-Fi nearby. We’re in a bubble dimension.”
Oh right, Elliot’s question.
“The lack of doors and windows made that obvious the moment we got here.”
Ram pouted a little at not being the smartest person in the room. I had always liked making the calm leader annoyed enough to do his little pouty face.
“What’s a bubble dimension?” Elliot said. “Can the police find us here?”
I shook my head, and his shoulders relaxed a little. “It’s a small, self-contained world outside of our normal reality. You can only access them with a portal.”
Elliot wandered around the very orange room, touching the walls and the table with a statue of a faceless beard. “All this is an entire universe? There’s nothing else beyond this room?”
His soft voice made my insides feel squishy. “Not a thing.”
“We’ve got lots of things here,” Jag said with a wink.
I laughed and squeezed his hand because I wanted to touch him. Needed to touch him.
Moe tapped his chin and nodded as though thinking very hard. “If it’s a bubble, does it pop?” He popped his Ps to demonstrate.
Free Jinx might have. I let go of Jag as a shudder went down my back. “Yeah. It pops and kills everyone inside.” Admitting what might have happened to my friends made me feel like throwing up.
Jag, Moe, and Elliot turned worried gazes to me.
“I was kidding,” Moe said, voice flat.
“Lucky for us,” Ram said, tucking his phone back into his sock and petting Beverly, “We have one of the few witches in the world who can cast portal magic.” He stared at me with his eyes brightening. Was that pride? “Alyssa will get us back to Earth.”
“About that… I can only open portals with the Astrosmos. And I don’t fucking have it.”
Elliot gulped loudly enough for me to hear while Jag watched me as though waiting for me to say more. Moe nodded and held his chin like some kind of middle-aged British scholar.
Ram climbed to his feet. “Alyssa, you have to know a way to open a portal. You opened the one in the prison.”
“It was already there. I just widened it. I’m sure whichever one of your lackeys smuggled the portal into the prison will swoop in to rescue you.” And I’d make sure the rest of us got out too, whether Ram’s cronies liked it or not.
