The door slams open before I get there, and I stop in place as the sound rattles the foundation of this whole place. Um. Crap. Maybe I should have called? “Kassandra,” he states, takes two steps to me, and cups my chin in his palm. “Uh. Hi.” “You smell like Castor.” My eye twitches. Double crap. I completely forgot Castor was in my bathroom this morning. At the very least, I flushed his phantom dust residue down the toilet? “Pardon me,” I say. “You could smell Castor on me from all the way inside your house?” He growls, “I am an evolved beast, Kassandra. Why have you met with Castor? Why has
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