Page 52 of Pretty Little Death


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Me

Thank you

Rae

We should be the ones thanking you

Me

For fighting for my fated mate?

I don't think so

Rae

You didn't even want him

Me

I wanted him, I was just scared

Still am, I guess

My family and I even discussed abducting him before he could abduct me

Rae

Damn

You guys really are crazy

Me

We prefer the term unhinged these days

Rae

Lol

I worked for a little while,but was interrupted shortly before Rae was supposed to get there, whenDarius came walking into the house right on time.

While I hadn't admitted it to Liv, I'd already planned on getting him more time with Rae. His interest in her was unusual for him, and if there was a way to convince her to make a bargain with him, I wanted him to have that. Even if it was just so he was sure she didn't belong to him.

"I need to drop some of these bargains. My skin itches so fucking badly," Darius grumbled, shuffling into the kitchen with what had to be the world's largest cup of iced coffee in his hand. "I'm exhausted. Being a barista is no joke."

"How many new bargains did you make?"

"I don't know. At least a couple hundred. People will do anything for a free cup of coffee. I should've been hanging out there instead of at the nightclubs for the last fucking century." Darius plopped down in the chair beside me, letting out a long breath. "We need food. Do you have food?"

My phone lit up, and I looked down at a message from Callum.

Callum

Let me know when you're heading out so we can make sure someone's with him

Me

Thanks