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"Scout is a walking cartoon character, because her grandparents are sadists," I corrected

"I want a fancy tan"

I supposed that if I had a third eye in the middle of my forehead she would want one of those too "You donʼt want a fake orange tan, Munchkin"

"Yes, I do," she insisted "Itʼs pretty"

Alex was amused "Oh, I think so too Very pretty and informative I have alondered what the female Oompa-Loompas looked like"

I kicked his shin under the table "Donʼt make me whip outIt was, after all, theanyone had ever seen Plus, the way he was looking at ave me butterflies in my stomach, and I was not one to complain about happy stomach butterflies

"Youʼre not a ninja anymore" It had been thirty whole seconds since Alex had paid any attention to Angel, so she had to say so

"You were a ninja?" Alexʼs eyebrows raised up under his long bangs

"Yeah, but I had to quit The whole wearing black froel, who had yet to completely understand the concept of sarcasain "Only your belt was black Your pajamas hite"

"Tae Kwan Do?"

"The first couple of years," I said "Later we started cross-training By the ti mixed martial arts"

"So, theoretically you could kick el, "butt?"

"Itʼs not so much theory as fact"

Okay, not really I ay out of practice, not toout froood three or four inches of height on me

"Is that an invitation to thron, Donovan?" Alexʼs smile was positively wicked

"Name the time and place, Cole"