apartment won’t be so empty and lonely all the time.” She gets up. “I have to get back to Inferno. Working a double shift.” She groans. “Do you want me to come over after?”
I wave my hand. I know how much working a double shift tires her out. The only things she’d want to do is take a hot bath and go to bed. “I’m fine.”
She squeezes me another time before leaving the apartment. She lives a few blocks away. We thought about rooming in together, but I needed space, and she understood. I guess it works out better, now that Andy is going to live with her.
I go up to my room to get the lamp. I don’t want to disturb Sebastian, but I’d feel better with it close by so I can keep it safe while I work on dinner. As I walk back to the kitchen, the lamp shakes, and a second later, smoke appears, along with Sebastian. He looks to his right and left, to me, to the living room. His eyebrows knit.
“She’s gone,” I reassure him. Not that it matters, since she can’t see him. “Did I accidentally rub the lamp?”
He nods.
“Sorry.” I suppose bringing it with me wasn’t the best idea.
“It’s okay. What are you up to?”
“Dinner. I’m thinking lasagna. Do you want to return to your lamp? It’s going to be boring with me cooking the food.”
“No, I’d like to stay out here. Watching you cook is very fascinating. You have a lot of love and passion that you put into your cooking.” He clutches his stomach. “I may have gotten sick from it, but anyone who tastes your food would know how much of a connection you have to it.”
My insides tingle a little. “Thanks. That’s very sweet of you.”
He sits down at the table while I cook the noodles. “That girl, is she your friend?” he asks.
“Since we were five.”
He gets a look on his face. I’m not sure what, but as I gaze into his eyes, I see it. He yearns for companionship. He’s never had a friend. Only masters who used him. He probably doesn’t last more than a few days with each master. He must have never formed relationships.
“She seems to be in love with that Andy guy,” he says, giving me a crooked smile. “I eavesdropped from my lamp.”
I mix the pot. “Their relationship isn’t perfect. There was a time in our junior year when they got into a huge fight that lasted three and a half months.”
“What caused it?”
“You know something? I don’t even remember. But you can imagine what it was like for them when they made up.” I smile. “They haven’t left each other’s side since. Of course they still argue now and then, but what couple doesn’t?”
He studies me as I sit back down across from him. “And you’d like to have something like that?”
I wring my fingers in my lap. Andy is an amazing boyfriend to Macy, and of course I’d like someone to treat me in the same manner. But Andy is a little too…perfect, I think. He tries too hard to make Macy happy. I’d want a guy who’s a little flawed and is working on himself. Someone who would drive me insane with love. Who’d frustrate me sometimes—but in a good way. Who’d be spontaneous. Like the guys in the movies.
I shake my head, trying to put some sense into me. Those men don’t exist.
Sebastian’s still waiting for an answer. I tug on my hair, pulling it over my face like a dark red curtain. “I’m not sure.”
“Is that what you’d like to wish for?” he asks. “For the perfect guy?”
“How many of your previous masters have wished for that?”
“A lot.”
“And did they turn out well?”
He shakes his head. “They never do, but that’s because they don’t know what they want. But you do.”
I throw my hands up. “I don’t even know where I’m going to be a year from now. How can I know what kind of guy I want?”
He crosses his arms over his chest and leans back. “Because you don’t demand much. Finding a guy for you would be easy.”
“Yeah? Go ahead. Tell me what I want.”
He stands up and circles me a