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Fifty-Seven † Kiss of Death
Calix's head shot up, his heart doing a flip in his chest. "What?”
“Oh, please,” Lissy scoffed. “Guys who look like you are the work of the devil. You have bad news written all over your pretty face. What do you want from Kat? Why is she dating you?”
A breath of relief escaped him. For a second he thought she was a spy from the Underworld or an impostor, but his problems with her were not over yet. She was still onto him, in a way that was more dangerous than if she were a spy. “We are . . . She is not dating me. We are just friends."
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"No, go lower," Kat instructed. "There. Yeah, that's it. Now rub it.""What?" Calix's head shot up, his eyes dazed but still conveying confusion. "Like . . . like this?"She almost cackled with joy. "Yes! Exactly like that."With that, he waddled back to the brass Buddha statue and put a hand on its shiny belly before proceeding to move his palm in big, circular motions. Meanwhile, she took out her phone and began filming him.They were at The California Hotel and Casino, lingering at the posh registration area to rub the Happy Buddha statue. The practice was said to bring luck, but so far it had only brought them a bunch of people eyeing Calix with interest.To be fair, Kat couldn't blame them. If she were one of them, a passerby in the area stumbling across an extremely attractive man awkwardly patting the Buddha, she'd be pretty keen to linger too.Lucky for her, the aforementioned man was all hers to ogle, tease, and make fun of. Emphasis on the ogle, since he'd just gotten a neat
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Kat set the mug on the coaster on top of the wooden table, blinking rapidly. She snuck a pinch on her arm to get herself to snap out of this state, but nothing changed. Nothing disappeared. As casually as she could muster, she touched the pendant of the medallion through the fabric of her sweater, trying to pull it away from her skin. It didn't budge. It stayed there, even as she moved, stuck to her like a leech sapping out the last bit of blood. Her heart began to thrum faster and faster, her hands shaking along with it. "Um, where's Calix?"Mrs. Lawrence frowned because of her question, but she smiled nonetheless, waving her hand as though Kat had just asked a stupid question. "He went for a walk around the woods with the boys, remember? He asked if you wanted to come, but you politely refused. Now you're with me and my little angels."She leaned over to kiss the two kids, who giggled and tried to wriggle free from their grandma's embrace. One of them, a young boy with fluffy blond
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