"I think I finally get it."

"Get what?" There was something about the look in his eyes, the confidence, the surety, that had me swallowing hard.

"You." And as he smiled, it was almost smug. "I get you, Oz. You're a little, Aren't you?"

If only I had known at the time just how much those few little words were going to change my life.

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/"If I did,/" he said, plucking the thing up, placing it where it belonged, /"I wouldn't sell one to you./"

/"Why not?/" I protested. It came out more whiny than I anticipated. Loud enough for cardigan lady to look up. She eyed me up, her eyes raking me up and down. I shot her a dirty look, lip curling in response. I fucking hated old people.

/"Because I have a feeling that if I did give you one, I would be waking up with unexplained back pain and broken legs./"

I smirked at that. /"You think so lowly of me, wonder boy?/"

Quirking a brow at the nickname, the freak only nodded.

/"Fine. Got any spells to give somebody magical STD's? If I give Blake crabs, I could probably convince my brother to break up with him./"

But then again, Blake would have probably been able to convince him that they were just nits that were taking a vacation down south. The silver-tongued bastard had the ability to convince my brother of anything.

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