Dakota Cassidy - 11 Witch Perfect by Dakota Cassidy

Author:Dakota Cassidy [Cassidy, Dakota]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dakota Cassidy
Published: 2020-04-23T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 10

“Baloney!” I spat at Win as we entered our house after we’d bickered the entire ride home. Or correction—I’d bickered, and Win had pretended to be astonished at my reaction. “You with your charming charisma and your James Bond accent. Don’t tell me you didn’t pour it on extra thick so we could pump Sera for information, either, because then I’ll have to call you a Lying McLiar Pants, buddy.”

Oh, I was fuming. Yes, yes, yes. I know I’m sounding more petty and jealous by the second, but I wasn’t so much jealous over Serafina, as pretty as she is. I think I was jealous because all Win had to do was smile and speak with his sexy British accent and everyone was falling at his feet and spilling their guts, and that included Dana.

He held out his hand to me to take my coat so he could hang it up, ever the gentleman. “But we did get the information we wanted, didn’t we, Dove? Wasn’t that the goal? I don’t understand the problem.”

Of course he didn’t understand the problem. He was a man. A sexy one at that. One who made women sigh dreamy sighs and fawn all over him. I, on the other hand, was a woman, and unless the person I wanted information from was a man—a man I’d have to use my feminine wiles to wheedle information from (which really isn’t my thing. Vixen looks ridiculous on me)—I seriously have to work harder than Win ever will to get the information needed from the people I question.

It was becoming glaringly apparent and, quite frankly, unfair that Win would always be better at this than me just by nature of his sparkling personality.

Then I thought about that for a moment.

Never mind. Scratch that. Win was as successful with men as he was with women. Just look at how he’d turned Dana into his BFF even after he’d told him he was reincarnated.

So really, who am I kidding? He could get a rock to talk.

“Malutka? I think I see green monster. Rawrrr!” Arkady teased with a hearty chuckle. I could just picture his eyes in his handsome face, lighting up with amusement.

I stuck my tongue out as I made my way down the hall to the kitchen, where Whiskey greeted us with his usual exuberance, prancing about, his tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth.

I reached down and gave my favorite furry friend a good scratch on his fluffy ears. “You see nothing of the sort, Arkady. You see frustration with everyone’s hero here, getting people to bow and scrape and practically beg him to listen to their secrets while I can barely get a crumb. It’s like Prince Charming and The Amateur Sleuth have partnered up to investigate murder mysteries.”

“That might make good book, yes, lemon meringue pie?” Arkady said on a chuckle. “Handsome ex-British spy and pretty pseudo detective solve mysteries while navigating the waters of love?

I frowned up at the ceiling. “Don’t you make jokes, funny man.

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