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front of me and almost trampled my toes with their hooves. "Let's dance!" one of them shouted. Not in the mood, I dodged left, and when they sidestepped to block me, I danced right. The move was smooth, and I was proud and smiling when I reached the bathroom door just as the woman went inside.
The bathroom was bigger than I'd expected. The sinks turned on automatically, and when I bent down to get a look at them, I saw a sensor on the faucet. A human invention, not magic. How clever. It was probably cheaper for Owen to use human suppliers where possible, and if I was any indication, it must have interested his fae customers. I wondered what had given him the idea; most fae wouldn't have considered it.
My target stepped out of the stall. Casually, I tried to catch her gaze at the sinks.
"I'm sorry," she said, "I'm into men."
I laughed awkwardly and mentally cursed my intense stare. "I wasn't checking you out. I just wanted to talk to you about your date."
"Yeah, he owns the club, and he's hot as hell," she said, washing her hands. "What about him?"
"I should warn you that he's kind of an arrogant asshole," I said.
She adjusted her hair in the mirror, pulling the red into more of the blond. Her magic was unfamiliar. The scent mostly reminded me of lemonade, but when she ran her hand through her hair, there was a strong dose of something floral. "The hot ones usually are. As long as his arrogance is justified, if you know what I mean."
I laughed. "Heh, sex." She blinked at me like I was an idiot. "Yeah, he has a lot of that. I heard he brings a new girl home every night. Nasty."
"That's what I'm counting on," she said, a wicked grin lighting up her face. "Listen, are you going somewhere with this? I know he's not Mr. Forever. But he's hot, buying all the drinks, and I'm going to get laid, so I'm happy. I know what I'm getting into, so if this is some sisterly solidarity protective thing, you don't have to worry about it . I'm a big girl." She adjusted her breasts and gave me a wink.
"Fine," I said with a groan, and reached for my tiny purse. I don't know why I bothered trying the talking thing. This had an easy solution. "How much will it take to get you to go home right now?"
She cocked a hip and looked me up and down. "You don't have enough money to buy me off, honey. I don't get to come into the city often. I really need tonight."
I pulled out three hundred-dollar bills and held them up. There went that new surfboard I was saving for. "Are we getting close?"
"Man, you're more desperate to get laid than I am," she said, her brows lifting. Still, she didn't reach for the money. "Does he have magic junk or something?"
I blushed. "It's nothing like that. I just need to see his book collection."
Her brows hitched up so high they disappeared under her hair. "Five hundred and I'll let you take a shot at him."
I pulled out five more bills and said, "Throw in the jacket and we have a deal." And there went the trip to Hawaii to break it in.
"Fine . And can I offer you one more thing?"
"What?"
"So suspicious." She winked, and without answering me, put red highlights through my hair. "Between the hair and this jacket, honey, I have been good for you, even if you don't get laid. And one more tip—next time you go out like this, you should invest in some new shoes, especially if you have money to throw around. No excuse for those clunkers." She slipped out of the coat and handed it over, grabbing the wad of cash at the same time. "Don't be offended." I wasn't. I also wasn't sure why I would be. "I'm trying to help you, so you don't need to buy a girl off next time." She shook her hair out and checked her makeup in the mirror. "I don't know why, but I feel like I have to warn you that I still don't think you have much of a chance with him. You're not his type, from what I've heard, anyway ."
"No, but you are." I grabbed the charm on my wrist and copied her petite nose and amped up my boobs. "That's why I came
The bathroom was bigger than I'd expected. The sinks turned on automatically, and when I bent down to get a look at them, I saw a sensor on the faucet. A human invention, not magic. How clever. It was probably cheaper for Owen to use human suppliers where possible, and if I was any indication, it must have interested his fae customers. I wondered what had given him the idea; most fae wouldn't have considered it.
My target stepped out of the stall. Casually, I tried to catch her gaze at the sinks.
"I'm sorry," she said, "I'm into men."
I laughed awkwardly and mentally cursed my intense stare. "I wasn't checking you out. I just wanted to talk to you about your date."
"Yeah, he owns the club, and he's hot as hell," she said, washing her hands. "What about him?"
"I should warn you that he's kind of an arrogant asshole," I said.
She adjusted her hair in the mirror, pulling the red into more of the blond. Her magic was unfamiliar. The scent mostly reminded me of lemonade, but when she ran her hand through her hair, there was a strong dose of something floral. "The hot ones usually are. As long as his arrogance is justified, if you know what I mean."
I laughed. "Heh, sex." She blinked at me like I was an idiot. "Yeah, he has a lot of that. I heard he brings a new girl home every night. Nasty."
"That's what I'm counting on," she said, a wicked grin lighting up her face. "Listen, are you going somewhere with this? I know he's not Mr. Forever. But he's hot, buying all the drinks, and I'm going to get laid, so I'm happy. I know what I'm getting into, so if this is some sisterly solidarity protective thing, you don't have to worry about it . I'm a big girl." She adjusted her breasts and gave me a wink.
"Fine," I said with a groan, and reached for my tiny purse. I don't know why I bothered trying the talking thing. This had an easy solution. "How much will it take to get you to go home right now?"
She cocked a hip and looked me up and down. "You don't have enough money to buy me off, honey. I don't get to come into the city often. I really need tonight."
I pulled out three hundred-dollar bills and held them up. There went that new surfboard I was saving for. "Are we getting close?"
"Man, you're more desperate to get laid than I am," she said, her brows lifting. Still, she didn't reach for the money. "Does he have magic junk or something?"
I blushed. "It's nothing like that. I just need to see his book collection."
Her brows hitched up so high they disappeared under her hair. "Five hundred and I'll let you take a shot at him."
I pulled out five more bills and said, "Throw in the jacket and we have a deal." And there went the trip to Hawaii to break it in.
"Fine . And can I offer you one more thing?"
"What?"
"So suspicious." She winked, and without answering me, put red highlights through my hair. "Between the hair and this jacket, honey, I have been good for you, even if you don't get laid. And one more tip—next time you go out like this, you should invest in some new shoes, especially if you have money to throw around. No excuse for those clunkers." She slipped out of the coat and handed it over, grabbing the wad of cash at the same time. "Don't be offended." I wasn't. I also wasn't sure why I would be. "I'm trying to help you, so you don't need to buy a girl off next time." She shook her hair out and checked her makeup in the mirror. "I don't know why, but I feel like I have to warn you that I still don't think you have much of a chance with him. You're not his type, from what I've heard, anyway ."
"No, but you are." I grabbed the charm on my wrist and copied her petite nose and amped up my boobs. "That's why I came
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