"Probably a good call," I murmured, heading slowly in the direction of his sports car. It had a back seat, so I could ride back there when I was overwhelmed. The distance helped a little.
"What do you have to eat?" Rae slid off the countertop and opened Dare's fridge before he got to it. "Oh my god, you have Chinese food? I live on Chinese takeout food."
"I was going to eat that," Dare said pointedly, as Rae carried the glass container of leftovers toward the microwave without asking permission.
"It's mine now. Sorry." She didn't sound sorry.
He didn't sound annoyed when he snorted. "Fine. I think I have corn dogs in the freezer."
"Corn dogs? Gross."
"They're delicious, andsomeonestole my other food."
"At least I didn't murder you for basically offering to fuck me in exchange for a piece of my soul a few minutes ago."
Darius barked out a laugh. "I'd let go of your soul afterward. I wouldn't accidentally bargain withyoutwice."
The door into the garage shut behind me,separatingme from the pair.
I let out a slow breath asImade my way to the car.
The overwhelm was brutal.
Everything felt big and loud and difficult.
I sat down and closed my eyes, pulling my cardigan a little tighter around me.
I was going to be fine.
I'd figure my shit out enough to get through the plan, at least. Worst case scenario, Darius would have to intervene, but I knew he wouldn't care.
Rae had a dish of Chinese food with a corndog plopped right on top of it when she slid into the passenger seat and glanced at me. "You good?"
Dare held a bowl with seven corn dogs stacked in it as he took the driver’s side. "She's fine. Just give her space. Her magic is a bitch."
"Unlike yours?"
"Mine's an asshole too."
"How?"
"Just eat your corn dog."
"I'm not eating that thing."
"Your loss." Darius took an emphatic bite of his, starting his car.
"Can you turn music on?" Rae asked, loading her fork with noodles.
"Nope."
"You're as much of an asshole as your magic."
"That was never a question," he agreed, backing away from the house.
My breaths started coming out faster as panic started to engulf me.
The fighting clothes were a bad idea.
