"Thanks again, Sasha, for covering my shift so last minute for me." I clenched the phone between my ear and shoulder while I dug into my little clutch purse.
"Sure, sweetie. Have fun at the party, you deserve it."
"I do?" Okay, that remark caught me by surprise.
"Doll, you, of all people, deserve a night on the town. And who better with than that fine specimen of a man, Sean."
"I'm just sayin'."
"You're sweet. Hope the night's quiet for ya."
"Give Sean a big, wet kiss for me." Sasha giggled.
"You're bad." I laughed. "But thanks again."
"See you tomorrow, Doll."
"Bye." I clicked end on the phone and tossed it into my purse.
"You look fantastic, Dakota. Really, you do," Briana said.
"I can't believe I'm doing this. Sean? Really? A date with Sean?" I pressed my hand over my rumbling stomach. "I should cancel."
"Don't you dare!" Briana batted my hand. "Give it a shot, D. He's into you. Look how he's been doting over you. Flowers-"
"Yeah, as an I'm sorry for almost getting you killed flowers."
Briana arched an eyebrow. "Hey, now. Then all this week, checking on you. Sending you texts. Walking you to class."
"He has all the same classes as me."
"You are so difficult." Briana threw up her hands in surrender and slouched onto her bed as I stood in front of my open closet door, primping. "Just go out, have fun, and don't think so much."
"Okay. Okay. I'm just nervous."
A knock sounded at the door. My heart fell to my feet.
"Oh, man. He's here." I snagged one last glance in the mirror propped on the inside of my closet door. My main attraction, my long, curly hair, cascaded over my shoulders, almost down to my elbows.
The cute, but slinky, green tank dress my young, little roomie loaned me sure hugged my body closer than my typical jeans and t-shirt.
But I liked it. Felt like a chick for once. And the short dress showed off my second main attraction-my killer legs. Yep, I was feeling pretty sexy.
Hopefully Sean would think so, too. A little twinge of energy swirled deep in my belly at the thought.
Me and Sean. I couldn't believe I was doing this.
I snatched the tiniest knife I could find, and threw it in my black, sparkly purse-another roommate thing-and then shoved one in the holster strapped to my thigh. The dress was so short, I wasn't sure it'd conceal the weapon at first, but I got it working.
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Despite the powerful electricity flowing through Dakota's fingertips, the demons she protects her college campus from have killed every man she's ever loved. To survive the emotional anguish, she hides behind her vow to lead her team of demon-fighti...