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I can do this, Logan, she said confidentlyKala trained me for this.What if something goes wrong? I can't exactly wave a magic wand over you. I'm not Harry Potter.Who?Never mind.

Any more packages for Solange?Twelve letters, three packages, and a box of puppies.I wincedPuppies?They're fine. Isabeau took them all.Good. Who eats puppies? I shook my head.Yeah, Isabeau swore in French. A lot.Hot.Yeah, Logan nearly went cross-eyed.Chapter 12

(Lucy to Isabeau)Cool. She tilted her headYou don't look crazy.You're like a runaway train, Logan groaned at herCan't you shut her up? he asked his brother pleadingly.How? Nicholas said somewhat helplessly.Kiss her, you idiot.

Logan, one of them drawledYour technique's slipping if you need dogs to keep them from running away.-----------Why are you on the floor?Hypnos, I said.Quinn snortedDude, Hypnos and dogs? I thought you were the one who was supposed to be good with the girls, Darcy?

Logan?Yes? I pulled my clothes back on even though the fabric stuck to my wounds. So much for trying to keep them clean.How did you know it wasn't really me?Are you kidding? Your eyeballs could be on fire and you wouldn't bat your lashes at me like that.

I hauled myself over as if I were mounting a horse. Which I'd never actually done before.Needless to say, it was hardly a graceful affair.

Logan, don't be an ass.I have been sleeping in mud. I'm covered in dirt and blood and these were my favorite pants before I landed in raccoon shit.

I have to console myself with the hope that I'd seen Isabeau soften, even hesitate, as if she might actually have taken my arm. It was suddenly very easy to picture her in a gown with petticoats and ringlets in her hair and diamonds at her throat. It was just as easy to picture Magda with horns and pitchfork. - Logan, page 95

All right." Lucy shouldered her way to my side and made a waving motion as if they were annoying fliesShoo!" She narrowed her eyesI said shoo."They dispersed, mostly startled into moving. Only Logan remained, leaning casually against the wall."Darling, I'm not some insect to be chased away.""Darling?" She snorted amiablyYou're not ninety years old, either."He straightenedI'm charming," he informed herAnd women like endearments."

Lucy said, her nose pressed to the windowMisunderstanding. No big deal."Solange quirked a half smileYou might try complete sentences, Lucy.""Can't. Busy."I was curious despite myselfWhat are you doing?""Drooling," Solange explained fondly."I totally am," Lucy admitted, unrepentantJust look at them."Lucy moved over to give me space. She was watching five of the seven Drake boys repairing the outside wall of the farmhouse, under our window."

All right. Lucy shouldered her way to my side and made a waving motion as if they were annoying fliesShoo! She narrowed her eyesI said shoo.They dispersed, mostly startled into moving. Only Logan remained, leaning casually against the wall.Darling, I'm not some insect to be chased away.Darling? She snorted amiablyYou're not ninety years old, either.He straightenedI'm charming, he informed herAnd women like endearments.

Very possibly this was the night my white-knight complex, as Solange put it, would get me killed. Someone had better write a poem about it. It was only fair.