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feeling as though I were drowning under some sort of crazy spell. Which was nearly impossible for me. Spells tended to bounce off, same as poisons and sickness. Another great perk from being an Immune on top of being a Tracker.
    Other than Giselle and Milly, no one knew I was an Immune. That ability kept me safe from a lot of shit in the supernatural world, and it was the ace up my sleeve, so to speak.
    “You were the hot guy next door. I couldn’t just come over and fucking well talk to you.” My head spun with carnal, dirty, naughty thoughts, almost blocking out the threads of Jonathan’s fear. Talking to Caleb was not what I was thinking about, not at all. I couldn’t help the smile that slid across my lips as I reached for him.
    “Watch your mouth,” he said, frowning at me and stepping back. “I’m serious, that is foul coming out of your mouth.”
    I gulped down the next thing I was going to say and lowered my hand. “We should get going. We are getting closer to him.”
    Caleb frowned, and then gave a sharp nod. “It’s really unattractive, sounding like a sailor instead of a lady.”
    Shit, he was not going to let this go. Blushing, I ducked my head. “I’m trying not to swear.”
    “Try harder.”
    He walked back to the bike and slung his long leg over it, and I followed, shame and embarrassment tingling along my spine. He didn’t understand; it was honestly not something I had control over. Like the words had minds of their own. Giselle even seemed to think it was a trait tied to being a Tracker, but still, I couldn’t help it.
    I slid my leg over the bike and put as much distance between our bodies as I could. Slipping the helmet on, I pointed at the road sign ahead of us. “Go that way.”
    “Las Vegas?”
    I nodded. “Yeah, he’s that direction, for sure.” Of that I had no doubt. But Vegas was a big, bustling town and it was going to get interesting finding Jonathan in it, even with the ability to Track. Caleb didn’t ask any more questions, just took off, the bike rumbling underneath us.
    The night air was cool against my skin, easing the burn of embarrassment that still heated me. I wanted Caleb to like me, wanted him to want me as much as I wanted him. I was going to have to really work at keeping my mouth in line or I was going to scare him off.
    An hour into our ride, I saw the lights of Vegas lighting the sky even though we were a long ways off. Two more hours and we passed the “Welcome to Las Vegas” sign, complete with drunk tourists taking pictures in front of it at barely five in the morning.
    Caleb, who hadn’t said a word since the gas station incident, pulled over next to a hotel. Or at least, I assumed it was a hotel. It was a giant pyramid with a light shooting out the top and sphinxes sitting at the front edge.
    Sphinxes whose eyes rolled to get a better look at me. I nearly swallowed my tongue, but still managed to sputter out, “We need to find another spot.”
    “Why?”
    “Please, just trust me.”
    “Rylee, don’t be difficult,” he said, exasperation heavy on his tongue. Fucking hell, how did I get a mere human to see a pair of rather large sphinxes eyeing us?
    I couldn’t, that was just it. So I waved at them. “Sorry, we’ll go.”
    Caleb twisted to look at me as the sweat poured down my face. “Who are you talking to?”
    I didn’t look at him, just kept my eyes on the sphinxes who both seemed satisfied with my acknowledgment of them. Their eyes drifted closed and a part of me wondered what they were protecting. Sphinxes were rare, like ridiculously so if what I’d studied was correct, and they were only ever used for protection.
    You didn’t want to piss them off, either, because they had taken out cities in the past. Once they had the scent of an intruder, they were unshakeable. Not a good thing.
    “Rylee, you seriously need to consider if you want this or not.” Caleb’s voice turned me toward him.
    “Want what?” I blurted out, not sure I