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“No hanky panky, remember?” she said.

Our lips were less than four inches apart even now.

“A kiss is hanky panky?” I said.

“A kiss leads to hanky panky,” she said.

“Always?”

“Always.”

She drew back further and took a sip from her glass.

“I’m glad to see that even with all your money and all your power, you’re not infallible,” she said.

“What do you mean?” I said.

“You’re a partier, right? That’s why your mom is threatening to cut you off?”

I blinked in surprise.

“I didn’t say I was a partier,” I said.

“No. But the rings on your antique furniture and the empty bottles you missed when you quickly cleaned up this morning tell me you are. And if you’re a partier, it’s not much of a leap to think you might be a womanizer too.”

I felt sick to my stomach. This girl was sharp.

Too sharp.

“I’m not a womanizer,” I said.

“How many women do you see at any one time?” she said.

“One. At a time.”

“But the next day, it might be another woman, correct?”

I pressed my lips together and downed the last of my wine.

I didn’t like playing this game.

“I’m here for our agreement,” Vicky said. “I’m here to do one thing, and that’s to help you make your mom believe you’re ready to change and accept the responsibilities she’s got lined up for you.”

I hadn’t told her that either. Was this woman a witch?

“Don’t look so surprised,” she said. “It’s easy to figure certain things out. You’re an open book.”

“I’ve never been an open book to anyone.”

“So maybe they can’t speak your language. I can assure you, I do.”

She downed the last of her wine and got to her feet. She wavered and braced herself on the tabletop. She shook her head.

“Wow,” she said. “That stuff sure has got some kick to it, huh?”

“It’s brewed specially for Titans… maybe I should have watered it down to take into account your… diminutive size,” I said.

“There’s nothing Dominican… dominant… dom… diminu… small about humans,” she said.

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