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I coughed to cover the sound.

Clearly, Erin had no idea, because she’d cuddled up close and was hooting along with his jokes.

I stared at her, a piercing stare I wanted her to notice. When she finally did, I motioned to the restroom as subtly as I could. Which wasn’t all too subtle, because she blinked in confusion. Then her eyes hardened, and she looked away. Like I was some weirdo and not one of the good guys.

I let enough of my dragon creep into my stare — powerful, insistent — to make her look again.

Restroom. Now.I mouthed the words and jerked a finger to the rear hallway.

It was a wonder half the place didn’t holler to her,He wants to meet you by the restrooms right now. But don’t let that biker dude you’re with notice!

Erin furrowed her brow, considering her options.

Definitely not all human, I decided, because the average human didn’t hesitate when ordered to move by a dragon.

Please,I telegraphed, sliding off my seat.

Top Dog started to turn, following her gaze. I darted down the back hallway, then waited, praying she would follow. Sulfur laced the air as my dragon fought closer to the surface.

A moment later, Erin stormed around the corner, then crossed her arms.

“What the hell do you want?”

I stepped back. The woman had some serious presence when she was mad. And damn, was she mad.

After checking to make sure Top Dog hadn’t followed us, I hustled her through the nearest door, then held it shut behind us.

Her hands shot up in anI can break brickskarate pose. “One more move, and you’ll regret it.”

I stuck up my free hand. “I just need to warn you.”

She huffed. “In the men’s toilet?”

I looked around. Oops. A good thing the urinals weren’t occupied. At least there was that.

But I wasn’t off to a good start, and any minute now, Top Dog might be onto us.

“Not a good choice,” I admitted, then dropped my voice. “That man out there. The one at your table…”

Her eyes narrowed.

“The biker dude,” I went on.

She rolled her eyes. “Oh,thatman at my table.”

I made a face. Okay, okay. He was theonlyman at her table.

“You need to stay away from him. He’s trouble.”

“Says the man keeping me captive in a restroom.” She wrinkled her nose. “God, it smells in here. Can men not aim?”

It did smell, but I was not about to let myself get distracted by the comment…or the lavender scent of her hair or those luminous green eyes. Or were they blue?

Either way, my insides went all warm, and my dragon hummed dreamily.One green, one blue.

Little alarms went off in my mind, but I’d figure out why later. Right now, I had to tip her off about a warlock without sounding like a lunatic.

This was the tricky part to my job. Well, my former job, but that wasn’t the point. The point was to keep humans from tangling with malicious supernaturals without revealing too much.

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