“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” Cash grumbled.
“Hey, it’ll be okay. We can handle this,” I said softly pulling away from Cash and running my hand down his cheek. “Just, well, take whatever happens tonight with a grain of salt.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Cash asked, clearly annoyed with me.
I pointed between Miss Elva and myself, raising an eyebrow at Cash.
“You may see something unusual. We don’t really accomplish things in a normal way, get what I’m saying?”
Cash’s eyes flitted over to where Miss Elva stood watching us and back to my face.
“I see.”
Cash was going to have to get used to the weird things that happened when I was around. Plain and simple.
I think he realized that as he nodded and dropped another kiss on my lips.
“Just add a layer of magick or whatever to make bullets bounce off of you, okay? I’d like for us to get back to my original evening plans,” Cash said.
“Me too,” I breathed, feeling my heart pick up its pace as I lost myself for a second in his eyes.
“Althea. Focus,” Miss Elva ordered and I shook my head.
“Sorry, sorry. Go, you need to leave,” I all but shoved Cash into the car, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment and lust.
“Stay in contact,” Cash ordered.
“Aye, aye, Captain,” I said, saluting smartly before rolling my eyes at myself and turning back to Miss Elva.
She just shook her head at me, her curls bouncing around her shoulders.
“Child, you gonna have to learn how to keep it cool around that man of yours.”
“It’s hard. Have you seen him?”
“I have two eyes in my head now, don’t I?”
I stopped on my porch and thought about what we needed to do for the rest of the day, anxiety already creeping up my spine as I thought about Luna being held by a lunatic.
“Do you want to stay here or go to your house?” I asked Miss Elva.
“My house. I have more tools there,” Miss Elva said.
“Let me let Hank out and then we’ll go.”
Hank had already seen us; his ears were bouncing up and down below the front windowsill. I knew I’d break his heart if I just left again without coming in to see him.
We stepped inside and Hank danced around my feet before catching wind of Miss Elva. He immediately stopped his bouncing and sniffed at the hem of her caftan before rolling over on his back, his paws in the air.
“Whoa, what did you do to him?” I asked, amazed at the complacency that Hank was displaying.
Miss Elva just smiled and bent over to scratch Hank’s tummy, and if that dog could have died of bliss right there, he would have. I actually felt a little jealous, but wasn’t going to admit it.
“Nothing, child. Animals love me.”
“Is that so? Are you like a dog whisperer?” I asked, moving across the room to slide the back door open.
“Something like that. Child, I’d change into something darker than what you’re wearing now,” Miss Elva said and I glanced down at my white dress.
