Night Tricks (Midnight Magic Book 1) by Richard Amos

Author:Richard Amos [Amos, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-01-27T16:00:00+00:00

Eleven

The next morning, after a breakfast of eggs and toast and mind-blowing coffee, Tae drove us to his favorite barbershop in Piccadilly before we hit the British Library. We stopped at a red light halfway there—a temporary red light synonymous with roadworks.

Sigh.

I’d asked him if it were possible for me to get a haircut. He’d sprang into action with my request, suggesting his favorite place.

Another item scratched off my list.

“Traffic looks bad,” I mentioned. “Nothing new there, eh?”

He smiled. He’d smiled a lot this morning, even if they were tiny little lip movements. They lit up his face, made him even more stunning. Turned me into a silly mess of hot flushes and tangled words. I tried my best to remain cool, to not melt like a Tae fanboy. Yet sometimes, he made it so damn hard.

Hard being the key word. I thought about a second dip into his sexy waters. In fact, I’d pleasured myself in the shower before this trip. I couldn’t help it.

“You have staff, right?” I asked.

“I do.”

“Then where are they?”

“My staff are utilized as and when I need them.”

“I’m shocked.”

He glanced at me. “Why?”

“All your money and no servants to get you dressed and bring you tea in the morning.”

“Why would I require servants? I’m capable of dressing myself and making my own tea.”

I sunk into the seat, feeling small. “Isn’t that the dream?”

“To lose yourself?”

Sinky sink some more… “I didn’t think of it like that. It’s just you see and read this stuff and think, wow, it must be nice to not have to lift a finger.”

The light switched to green, and he drove on, leaving me hanging for a few minutes.

“I understand what you mean, but I don’t want to be waited on. My staff helps me with my business, with my demon hunting. Yes, I have people to help with my shopping, which I do feel guilty about.”

“Really? Now that I don’t get.”

“Neither do I.” He smiled. “Shopping isn’t exactly a pleasant activity.”

“Depends on what you’re shopping for. New clothes and music? Sign me up.”

“Do you want to shop for those things? I can take you.”

“No, no. I’m good. Really. That’s not what I meant.”

“I see.” Another traffic light.

“You don’t have a driver?” I enquired.

“I like to drive myself.”

“Nobody likes driving in London.”

“I like it.”

“But why?”

“Why do you eat so many lollipops?” he countered.

Shit. My stomach almost dropped out of me. “I, erm—”

“Because they give you pleasure. I don’t understand that pleasure, but that’s your business.”

Phew. I think I just dodged a bullet. “Sorry, you’re right. If you like driving through the chaotic streets of the capital, that’s up to you.” I punctuated my statement with a shrug.

A soft yet deep laugh. “Isn’t that a backhanded compliment?”

“No compliments here. More like agreeing to disagree, with me being right.”

“Funny.”

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