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We’d need to go to the DMV before hopping on the road. “Do you have identification?”
“I was gifted such a thing when I first arrived here.”
We’d have to see what the DMV said about that. I assumed they’d already been through this before. Goreg drove, as did Raze, the ogre living with his girlfriend Elisa in the back of Goreg’s converted barn.
“What details do you want to know about me?” I asked. “We could go through a few things right now, then more tomorrow.”
We exchanged the basics. He had a younger sister who preferred to live in the fae realm, the one he hoped would take the duchess title so he could avoid becoming a duke. Their parents died after a freak witch spell when he was three and her only one. Finni raised them. No wonder he adored his aunt so much.
He owned an alchemy shop where he sold various ingredients for spells, which was totally cool.
“What kind of spells are we talking about?” I asked.
“Simple ones. Forget-me spells or ones to make a woman extra fertile.”
“Nothing to make someone fall in love, right?”
“I suppose someone could craft such a spell if they wanted to, but castings like that are forbidden according to the treaty we agreed upon when we joined human society. We swore in blood. No one would risk breaking their word.”
“What would happen if they did?”
“You’re aware of our demon sheriff.”
“Venom,” I said. “I’ve heard about him, but I haven’t met him yet. He’s not a real demon, is he?”
“He was cast from the underworld.”
“How does something like that happen?”
Tylik shrugged. “I don’t know why he was banished, but he must’ve done something wrong. You could ask Venom.”
I chuckled. “No thanks. I’m not tangling with a demon sheriff.”
“I thought the underworld was kinda like hell.”
“Kinda.” He flashed a smile. “See? I’m learning human terms. Kind-a and that I have heat.” He patted his chest.
Damn, he was cute. “I’ll teach you some more.”
He dipped his head forward in a bow. “This, I appreciate greatly.”
I liked that I could do something for him. I didn’t want whatever we had between us to be solely about sex.
I wanted to be his friend.
“Tell me more about you,” he said.
It was flattering to have the attention of such a gorgeous guy, even if he asked only because he needed the information.
I told him about growing up without siblings, that my mom raised me.
“And your father?”
“He took off when I was little.”
“I’m sorry,” he said.
I shrugged. “They squabbled all the time. I don’t blame him for bailing.”
