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But I don’t.

I refrain.

Barely.

“You called her—something!”

“It’s okay,” I coo at her, gently stroking my fingers down her spine. “He’s just a big sweetie bear. He’d never say anything mean to me.”

Her lips curl back from her teeth, and I swear she’s about to bark at him when a customer walks in. In an instant, her demeanor shifts, and she goes into her customer service persona.

“This isn’t over,” she says through her teeth, smiling at him.

I step beside Ian, and we watch as she helps the customer find the perfect book for them. “She’s terrifying,” he mutters, and I nod my agreement.

“I’m pretty sure she’s castrated a man before,” I tell him, and feel his body go rigid. “That’s when you stick a rod down their dickhole, right?”

She hurries the customer out the door, then turns her attention back to us. “Go in there,” I say, pointing at the employee’s only restroom. Robotically, he turns on his heel and makes his way to the room. “Don’t be mean to him.”

“I’m not mean to anyone,” she scoffs, sounding offended. “I’m a fucking delight.”

“He didn’t insult me.”

“What did he say then?” She folds her arms over her chest, her brows raised.

“No idea. But it wasn’t mean,” I say, mimicking her movements. She rolls her eyes, her mouth opening to argue more, but I cut her off before she can get a word out. “It doesn’t matter. What matters is that he’s a fictional character come to life. How the fuck does that happen? And why? And how long can I keep him? Is he here forever?”

She tilts her head to the side, thinking. “What did you say in that spell?”

“Nothing. Just that I wanted him to come to life.” She takes a deep breath, and turns to look out at the store.

“Okay,” she breathes. “Let’s figure this shit out.”

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