Chapter 7
He hadn’t been able to get Dane to leave the gun in the car, and Sean wasn’t sure how he felt about it. He was allowed to concealed carry here, but Sean hadn’t ever thought much about that sort of thing before. Now he wondered just how many people did. He smiled to himself. Within the span of a few days he’d been attacked by trees possessed by a ghost and discovered magical energies were real, and it was everyday people who scared him. Of course.
“What?” asked Dane, the word coming out as a half-grunt around his food. He was nearly done with his burger and fries, while Sean was barely halfway. “Not still thinking about that blowjob, are you? I know I’m good, but—”
“For f**k’s sake,” said Sean, hunching away from a passing waitress and then leaning forward to hiss at Dane. “You
