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“It’s not fine if the man’s harassing you, Jess,” Cameron ground out.

“He’s not.”

“Jess.”

“Cameron. I’m fine. He’s fine. It’s all fucking fine,” she snapped.

She heard him sigh. “You call me if it starts to not be fine. Got it?”

“Yes.”

“Love you.”

“Love you, too,” she said, and hung up.

“Everything all right?” Kaspar asked.

“Yes.” She forced a smile. “My brother’s just being overprotective.”

He smiled. “Where would you like to go for dinner?”

“Ooh, my choice, huh?” He nodded and she smiled. “If we can get in, how about Portland City Grill. Great food, amazing views, and excellent service. It’s also in this really cool building with pink looking windows.”

“Lead the way, beautiful.”

Jesska grabbed her coat and purse, locked up her duplex, and followed Kaspar to the car. Austri held the door and she climbed in first, securing her seatbelt. Kaspar joined her and linked his fingers with hers as Austri pulled away from the curb and headed to Big Pink.

Arriving at the restaurant, Austri headed to the bar. Kaspar held Jesska’s chair for her, then sat across from her and ordered a bottle of wine.

“So, do you have a kryptonite phobia or anything like that?” she asked, once the server had left.

“What do you mean?”

“For your super powers,” she whispered. “Is there anything that will bring you down?”

Kaspar chuckled. “You’re adorable, you know that?”

“Thank you... I think.” She grinned. “Are you avoiding my question?”

“Why would I do that?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe you’re worried I’m Delilah to your Samson?”

He laughed and reached across the table to squeeze her hand. “Are you saying you want me to grow my hair?”

“Oooh, now that’s an idea,” she joked.

“We have to avoid almonds or anything using the extract, also heat, as you know, and there is a flower native to Iceland called Red Fang. It can be crushed, boiled, any manner of variations, and if administered to us through the skin, food, or drink, it will render us paralyzed.”

She gasped. “Will it kill you?”

He shook his head. “In order for it to kill us, it would take a lot more than most people have on hand, but it will temporarily paralyze us, and then if we are left somewhere hot, that could kill us.”

“Does that happen a lot? People running around dosing each other with Red Fang?”

He shook his head. “No, but we all carry the antidote on our person. It’s like an EpiPen, and will counteract the drug.”

“Good to know.”

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