“Nope. I can handle some direct sunlight, but I burn easily.” He put a hand over his heart, thought a minute, and then moved the hand to the other side of his chest. “Demon physiology is a little different from a human’s.”

Cinn didn’t have the energy to fight with him. She’d just have to believe that no harm would come to her in the few hours she had to sleep. When she woke she’d have to think about Wade. And what would she do with Eva, her pretty little rosebush with the passionate punch? Cinn staggered into the greenhouse and fell onto the cot.

She woke to someone clasping her shoulder and shaking her.

“Time to go shopping. And don’t think you can escape by pretending to be asleep.” Sparkle sounded nothing if not determined. “I refuse to suffer alone. Drat. I broke another nail trying to wake you up. Luckily for you I’m not the same shallow person I once was or I might be really upset.”

Cinn groaned. She had a feeling that putting her hands over her ears wouldn’t do any good. She opened her eyes and blinked.

Sparkle leaned over her. When she saw Cinn open her eyes, she smiled. “Good. Get up, run up to your room, and change. I brought coffee you can drink on the way.”

“Why do I have to change?” If she hadn’t still been half asleep, she wouldn’t have asked that question.

“Even if we are going to a big-box store”—Sparkle seemed to be suggesting that they were traveling into the bowels of the earth, where they’d encounter prehistoric creatures with exotic names like tyranno-cheap-flats, or bronto-made-in-China-purses—“I refuse to be seen with someone wearing fuzzy slippers.”

Cinn looked down. Oh, yeah.

With Sparkle urging her on, Cinn finally got dressed and stuffed herself into the car.

Sparkle sat clenching the steering wheel with determined ferocity. “Fine, now where’s a discount store?”

Cinn gaped at her. “How would I know? I don’t know anything about Galveston.”

“Well, I’ve never been to a discount store. Where do you think we’ll find one?”

Cinn swallowed all the sarcastic comments that came to mind. “Seawall Boulevard seems to be a busy road. Maybe if we start driving we’ll run into one. If that fails, we’ll stop and ask.”

Sparkle nodded and they started driving. They finally spotted the big store—huge sign, best-known chain in the country—and Sparkle looked surprised. “I never knew this was here. It looks…ordinary.”

Cinn was so ready for this to be over. “That’s because it has ordinary things in it that ordinary people buy.”

Sparkle blinked. “Oh. That’s why I’ve never been here.” She glanced down at her designer everything and made a moue of disappointment. “And I thought I’d dressed down for this shopping trip.”