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August 8 - August 10, 2024
“Sage, why is Kingsley here?” Trystan asked, attempting leveled calm. “He likes cream puffs.” And the calm was gone.
Without warning, Sage’s hand slipped around Trystan’s middle, nudging him aside. “Kingsley! Remember what I taught you.” He watched Sage with horrified amusement as she opened her mouth and then clamped her teeth down. The tiny amphibian blinked in awareness, then opened his mouth and closed it…right around Benedict’s hand.
He would follow her off a cliff without question. And Evie knew she was in love with him. Right then, right there.
She breathed, “It’s so beautiful.” Her boss had been silent beside her, but now he replied hoarsely, still gripping her hand, “Yes, it is.” And when she turned, he was looking at her.
There was no emotion in his voice when he said, “Does your mind live in the gutter?” She shook her head, tapping a finger against her lips. “No, but it rents there on occasion.”
Trystan’s power came out in curling waves around his feet, looking for a place to land, looking for someone to hurt. Sage eyed it, then gave his death magic a little wave like it was a blasted newborn. It curled around her hand in greeting, and she squealed in delight.

