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She shrugged "Why not? You put on a good facade in the shop, but you really think we’re a bunch of idiotic pagans anyway"

"I just don’t believe in casting spells or any of that mumbo-juion is guaranteed I a believer in the Constitution May I see the book?"

She handed it to him He turned it over There was a picture of a very attractive woman on the back The author photo was a casual shot, taken in Jackson Square, right in New Orleans Naturally, he recognized Jackson Square But he realized that he recognized the woirlfriend?" Sara asked

He shot her an irritated glance, and decided not to reply He didn’t knohy he was surprised that a book written by the woued by stories about things that went bue that a woman he’d met recently should--in a roundabout way--reenter his life tithin a few hours

"You wouldn’t like the book," Sara said "Trust me, you’d think it was a bunch of bunk!"

"Have you read it?"

Sara shrugged "She has soht, maybe you would actually like the book She feels that anything out of the ordinary needs to be inspected more deeply In other words, she isn’t of the opinion that all witchcraft is benign By the here’s your wife today?"

"Seeing sohts," he muttered

"So… did you let her out on her own, or did she trust you on the prowl?"

"Sara, being ether"

"No, it doesn’t, does it?" she said huskily Then added a quick, "So where do you think she is? And ho hello to a few friends"

Sara nodded He wanted to walk right by her, but he kept staring at her He could feel his jaw tightening, his teeth clenching At the sa that she’d left a number of the buttons on her sweater undone and that she was al over the wool

"You should leave, you know," she said

"I’"

She shook her head "Not the shop Massachusetts"

"Why? You go into so to hurt erous, but you also seem to have your claws out, as if you’d jump me if you could What the hell is it with you, and what do you think I’e just make you happy as hell?"

He was startled to see her look distraught, and somewhat ashamed She looked down for a moment, as if confused herself

"No, I don’t intend to be a ho to do… I don’t know… exactly

But you should leave There’s just so over the two of you There you are, nice and tall, broad shouldered, sleek and wiry, exuding that he-man, masculine aura! And there’s your perfect blond Barbie-doll wife" She cleared her throat, losing her air of confusion

"Isn’t it scary so perfect?"

"We’re far from perfect--"

"Have you hurt her yet? Is that why she’s away fro to listen to any ht his calf as he tried to walk by "If you realize that you do need help, I’ll be around" The fingers curled around his calf suddenly stroked up his thigh She jerked her hands away, as if she hadn’t touched him on purpose "You’re an asshole You should leave"

He felt a strange prickling at the back of his neck It was exactly what he wanted to do, no h was enough Sowith everyone for Megan’s sake

"Sara, leave me the fuck alone, will you?"