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“I have work tonight. I hope you’re planning on driving me.”

My head snaps her direction.

“Did you not hear me earlier? You’re not going to work.”

“You never told me what the problem is.”

Her head pokes out of the closet. “And I have a job, Damon. One that if I fail to show for will fire me. One that if I lose will mean I can’t pay my bills. So, unless you’re offering to support me the rest of my life…”

Her voice trails off as if she’s waiting for me to offer to support her.

“Not happening.”

A full smile stretches her lips. “Then I’m working tonight whether you like it or not.”

“The governor will be looking for you, Blue. He knows your brother is working on the flash drive. If I don’t grab you first, his guys will happily take my spot.”

Fully back in the closet, she answers, “Then watch over me at work and make sure nobody grabs me.”

Her head pops out again. “Or I could ask Granger to—”

Oh, fuck that!

“I’ll watch you. Granger can go fuck himself.”

Her lips perk up in a grin. “My own personal bodyguard,” she says in a saccharine tone. “Either that or you like me.”

“I welcome you to pump your hand on my dick and see just how much I like you.”

She’s walking out of her closet, the strap of her bag tugged over her left shoulder when she responds.

“Would love to help you out there, Champ, but I absolutely despise you for what you’ve done. Playtime won’t happen for us again unless you’re willing to pay the price for it.”

“And that is?” I ask, crossing the room on a ground-eating stride to fall in step with her.

“Answer my questions.”

Blood … So much blood…

I force the memory from my head.

“You’re a bitch, you know that?”

“So I’ve been told. Glad we’re all caught up.”

The storm around me threatens to brew, and there in the center of it is a smiling dancer. With violet eyes, and a body that calls to me like I’ve never felt before, the wind whips at her pastel blue hair without knocking her over.

It’s unreal how easily she can call to my demons.

It makes her unlike any woman I’ve ever known.

I can’t stand that about her.

Amélie

It’s just another night at Myth. Thankfully a Tuesday, so the crowd is light, but the music is still pumping.

I’m in a much better mood tonight than last night.

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