Seychelle’s phone vibrated with alarming force, as if Savage were coming through the very tower to shake it himself. She tried not to laugh. Whatever Hyde was telling him was not going over so well. Between intimidating the prospect with the idea of hexing anyone and needling Savage, she was actually having fun. She took her time pulling her phone from her pocket.
“I don’t have a hex for that yet,” Sabelia said, “but I’ve got a pretty good one involving toads I might consider sharing.”
“Really?” Toads sounded way better than making any mistakes with remote controls. She really wanted to keep Savage’s body parts working. “I’m leaving for a few days but would love to talk when I come back.”
Sabelia nodded. “You got it. Lana’s interested as well. We should get together at her place. No chance of getting interrupted. It would be fun.”
Savage wouldn’t get upset if she was with Lana. It did sound fun, even if she really didn’t learn a thing. Girls’ night.
“I’d love that, Sabelia. Thanks.” She took the gold, glittery bag with the strong handles off the counter. “I’ll be in touch and we can set something up.” She glanced down at her phone.
Hyde thinks you’re a wildcat. I agree with him. Get away from Sabelia and her hexes now. You’re in so much trouble already.
Hyde took the bag from her. She leveled her gaze at him, giving him the stink eye. “You know, you didn’t have to rat me out for every little thing.”
“Actually, I did. If I didn’t tell him, he’d beat the crap out of me. No one wants a beatdown from Savage.”
She eyed him for a long time. “Even so, you were having too much fun with the details.”
He grinned at her. “Yes, I was. Hell, woman, if anyone can give that man trouble, it’s you.” He sounded totally pleased. “You look so angelic, who knew you could kick ass and take names. Did you get everything you need?”
She nodded. “Yes, I think that’s everything.” He dropped the keys to the MINI Cooper into her palm and started toward the driver’s door. “Wait, Hyde. I did forget something. I had another package in the Floating Hat. I set it down on the floor when I was talking to Sabelia and was going to tuck it in the larger bag. She packaged the tea separately for me. It will just take a minute.”
“It won’t. You’ll talk to her for an hour. I’ll get it. You stay right there.”
She wasn’t about to leave her designated spot, not with Shari and Brandon on the loose. “I promise. Right here. I’m knee-deep in concrete.”
It was a beautiful, glorious day. She spread her arms wide and just basked in the coastal afternoon. The sun had come out and the wind had died down, leaving the sea sparkling like a million jewels had spread across the water. She leaned against her car, smiling, happy she’d had a day just to shop. It occurred to her to text Savage and ask him if she had time to visit a couple of the older people she always kept an eye on, but she really wanted to look good for their date, and she was sore, so she definitely wanted to soak in the bathtub.
“You were the singer in the band the other night, the one with the beautiful voice.”
The voice jerked her out of her reverie. It was admiring and a tiny bit familiar. Seychelle straightened and found herself staring into green eyes. It took a minute before she registered where she’d seen him. He was one of the Diamondbacks who sat at the small table near the band when they played. They’d been outside in back when Shari had screamed how Savage belonged to her. The two Diamondbacks had heard everything she’d said.
“Tony Ravard.” He held out his hand. “You have a beautiful voice. The next time you’re singing, my brother Leonardo wants to hear you sing.” He indicated the older man sitting in a pickup truck parked across the street. He looked to be pushing forty. Maybe a little younger. Definitely harder and edgier than Tony, or at least he looked it.
“Seychelle Dubois.” She took his hand. What else was there to do? He seemed sincere enough. He was wearing a vest with his colors on it. Jeans, a tee and his vest. He didn’t look as if he was there for trouble. His older brother wore Diamondback colors as well. He didn’t get out of the truck, for which she was eternally grateful.
“Heard a rumor you were hooked up with Savage from Torpedo Ink? That true?”
She pulled her hand away from his and studied his face. “Why is everyone suddenly so interested in my dating life?”
Tony’s gaze was steady on hers. “Savage has a pretty rough reputation, and I’d say it was earned. Maybe everyone’s looking out for you.”