“WHAT DO YOU WANT to do when we get out of here?” Vasily asked her. “Maybe grab a bite at Fireside?”
Misha finished counting the day’s cash and shoved it into the bank bag to take to End of the Rainbow. The day had been long with few customers, and the Paranormal Parcel Service had some issues, which put their deliveries off until tomorrow. That meant there wasn’t much for them to do today besides dust and organize. Misha hated to dust and organize. “I’m thinking of simply going home, pouring a glass of wine, and soaking in a tub. I just want to wash this day away.”
He leaned on the front counter, clasping his hands together.
She could feel him staring at her, could feel the sympathy pouring out of him, and it drove her nuts. “What?”
He shrugged. “Sooner or later, you’re going to have
