“What makes you think I like you?” Kate chuckled. “Oh, come on, Human.” Cress’s wide grin said it all. “I’m handsome and powerful and you’re a weak human who can’t help herself.” “Tell that to the last two enchanted kisses you tried to give me—” “I don’t want to talk about that.” His smile fell. “I’m bad at fairy tricks because I avoided them as a childling. That’s the only reason,” he assured, veering Kate into a store of framed prints and paintings.
