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did.”
    “You’re just a sore loser,” he kidded with a grin, reaching out to wind one arm around my waist.
    “Maybe you put a spell on me.  Maybe you’re a vampire and a warlock.”
    “A spell?  What kind of spell?”  Bo’s voice dropped to a silky purr and his eyes dropped to my lips.
    “Some kind of love spell.”
    “Why?  Were you thinking about things other than running?”
    The air felt suddenly thicker and sweeter.  Much sweeter.
    “Maybe.”
    “Maybe?”
    “Yeah.  Maybe.”
    “Well then maybe I need to do a better job with my potion next time.”
    “Potion?”
    “Yeah, it’s a delicious cocktail that I brew up just for you.”  Bo leaned in, his lips only a couple of inches from mine.
    “Delicious?”  I was mesmerized, tantalized.
    “Mmm,” he murmured as he traced my bottom lip with his tongue.  “Want a taste?”
    All I could manage was a tiny nod.
    Slowly, excruciatingly slowly, Bo lowered his mouth to mine.  He teased my lips apart by rubbing his gently back and forth across them.  I was breathless with anticipation as I waited for him to deepen the kiss.  But he didn’t.  Instead, Bo straightened.
    “Maybe I’ll just save that for another time.  I think you’ve had enough potions for one day,” he said cheerfully.
    Despite his casual attitude, I could sense the desire in him.  He’d reacted to me as intensely and as immediately as I had to him.  I could smell it.  I could feel it.
    “You suck,” I muttered, still in the throes of his attentions.
    Bo laughed, a deep rich sound that sent a shiver racing through me.  “Maybe later.”
    With that, he took my hand in his and we walked through Sebastian’s unlocked front door.
    Even though we’d only left there a short time ago, walking into Sebastian’s house was like participating in an exercise of suspended disbelief.  It was surreal to think of the events that had transpired there and the truths that had been uncovered inside the four walls of the structure.
    I stopped in the foyer to look around.  Though I’d been inside the house more than once and walked its halls for hours, it still felt as though I was stepping into it for the first time.  Maybe it was because I hadn’t really known Sebastian at all.  Maybe it was because so much had happened in the rooms above my head.  Maybe it was the nearly-imperceptible ghost of darkness and malice that greeted me at the door.  Whatever the reason, I was immediately uncomfortable.
    “Are you sure this is a good idea?”
    Bo was tugging me slowly forward, taking in the gorgeous details of the house as he went, seemingly unconcerned. 
    “He won’t be back.  He showed his hand earlier.  Right now, he’s got nothing, which puts us on equal footing.  We just have to be the ones to find a way first.”
    “A way to what?”
    “To kill him before he kills one of us.”
    “But you’re the boy who can’t be killed.  It’s impossible for him to kill you, right?”
    “Maybe.  Maybe not.”
    “But I thought—”
    “I know that’s supposed to be the case, but something makes me think that he’s found some sort of loophole.”
    I thought of Lucius talking about the letter Iofiel, Constantine/Sebastian’s wife, had supposedly sent him.  It was suggested that she’d found some way for Sebastian to kill Bo if he could manage to stay alive long enough.  The problem was, even if that were true, we had no idea what was involved in such a feat.  Therefore, we had no way to defend against an attack.
    “Since all this legendary stuff is obviously true, that means that you should be able to read something important on my skin, right?”
    Bo’s eyes slid to me for a fraction of a second before darting away again.
    “Supposedly.”
    “Well, have you been able to see anything on me?  Ever?”
    “I’m not sure,” he answered without looking at me.
    Though I had no reason to think he would lie to me, no reason for him to even try, I got the unshakable