“You have no idea. You look like you have quite the mouth on you too, little witch.” I don’t particularly like Dax’s pet name coming from her lips. Dax seems to have similar feelings.

“What do you want, Kas?” Dax asks her, clearly exacerbated by her circling around the conversation.

“Just making sure that everything is going to go as planned for tomorrow night.”

“Everything will be fine.”

“We can’t afford to fuck this up,” she says.

“You have no idea. Can you leave us alone?”

Kas ignores him and faces me. “What are you wearing tomorrow?” she asks.

“Uh, probably a skirt, a crop top, or a bra.”

Kas taps her chin. “Meet me at Luxe in North Grove in an hour.”

“What?”

“If you’re coming to Inferno with us, you need to look the part. I’m going to make sure you two don’t ruin this by not being prepared.”

Dax opens his mouth to answer her, and I step in front of him. “I’ll meet you there in an hour.”

Kas gives me another evil grin, and I swear I can hear Dax basically growl next to me. “See you there.”

She spins on her heel, exiting the shop without another word.

“I don’t think this is a good idea,” Dax says next to me.

“It will be fine,” I say, squeezing his hand reassuringly.

Dax drives me to Luxe on the back of his motorcycle. He’s fussing about me meeting with Kas as he takes off my helmet for me and puts it on the bike. He takes extra care in flattening out my skirt, too.

“You really don’t have to do this,” he says.

“Which part?”

“Shopping with Kas. I like the clothes you wear.”

“Kas seems okay, and I want to be prepared tomorrow.”

Dax shakes out his hair from his helmet and pulls out his wallet, getting his credit card. “Don’t worry about the cost, whatever you want to get. I wouldn’t be upset if you got a few things for me to take off of you later.” He leans in, grabbing two fistfuls of my ass cheeks as he kisses behind my ear.

“Any requests?”

“I’d like to see you in something pink,” he says, smiling so widely his dimples are on display. I give him a glare with no heat. If the man is paying, I’ll oblige.

“Is there a credit limit on this?” I ask, holding the card up with two fingers.

“Nope, whatever my little witch wants.”

“Hm, demon detective pays well?” I say jokingly, placing the card in my purse.

“Mmm. Text me when you’re done and I’ll come pick you up. If Kas does anything to piss you off, I can come right back.”

“I can handle her,” I say confidently.