“Well, I’ll be here later!” I cringed at my desperate tone. “You know… because I sort of live here.” Until they sorted the demon problem or I died. “For now.” Smooth Flynn. Real smooth. That’ll definitely make him forget whatever vampire sex god he’s rushing off to meet. Seb pressed his lips together, clearly fighting a smile. He fussed with the coat on his arm, smoothing the fabric down. “I’ll try not to keep you waiting too long.” My heart did a little flip at his words, though his tone remained neutral. “Good luck with your meeting,” I managed, aiming for casual and failing spectacularly.
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