He felt his eyes flashing fire again as a grin settled on his mouth. This time, Dr. Verglas did not back up when she felt his dragon straining toward her. A ripple of genuine interest in a female, something Calix had rarely felt in his life, swept through him. An evening with her wouldn’t change anything important. He’d still be sending her away when it was done. Might as well eat a free meal while he figured out how best to give her cute a*s the boot out of Magic.
Calix nodded once. “Dinner sounds good. There’s a restaurant in the smack middle of town that serves a good steak. I could meet you at The Wolf Trap around seven.”
Lena smiled at her victim—um… date. Date sounded better. “Don’t be late, Deputy Dawg. I haven’t eaten all day, and I’m starved. See you in a few hours.”
“Yes, ma’a
