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“I’m sorry, Mr Cricketfire,” John said as he reached our table, a harried expression on his normally calm features “But Ms Jocelynlook

“Benedict St Ja myself to the—I took a sniff—yep, he was a warlock

He glanced at my hand like it was a snake, and then turned to Jocelyn “I don’t understand why you would bring us over here tothem?”

I slowly lowered my hand

Jocelyn’s cheeks pinkened, but she lifted her chin “Well, Clarence, right now ned to the Onyx Assassins for Conclave business, and it seems rather unfair to make Benedict responsible for my safety if we sit all the way across the room” She motioned toward the center of the room, where the four-tiered fountain sat

He’d wanted to sit there? Where everyone could see hi duck for any attack, and worse, he’dlittle shit, anyway?

Wait

“You’re on a date?” I questioned,on the beautiful little witch

“So are you!” She grinned,in those violet eyes “So, it’s perfect!” She spun, the hehs

Clarence—whatever kind of fucking na at him

“John could we just pull these tables together?” Jocelyn asked “I’m sure she doesn’t mind” She smiled at Isabel “Do you?”

“Uaze flew to mine “Do we?”

“Or would you ratherher eyebrow at me “I mean, it’s in the open, so you can keep an eye on ed like it didn’t matter, but the sparkle in her eyes told a whole other story

“You live to torture me,” I muttered

“Maybe I just want your opinion on h so only I heard her

For fuck’s sake

“Isabel, if you don’t ave her etic smile

“Whatever you want,” she answered with a placating turn of her lips

Holy shit, did the female truly have no opinions?

John and a couple of waitersit flush with ours, and I gestured to the seat next to mine “Let’s all have a seat”

“I’ next to him,” Clarence hissed “He probably thinks I’m dinner!”