Bound by Faerie: An Urban Fantasy Novel (Stolen Magic Book 1)

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a gasp from me. She didn't even laugh, so the startle must have been incidental. "I know that necklace is pretty around your neck and all, but I thought you were going to turn it into the bureau yesterday. "
    I scowled at her. "Since when do you stick your nose into my jobs?"
    "Since you started bringing them home with you," she sniped back at me. "Whatever. It's none of my business if you want to have someone luring you into Faerie." She poofed out as quickly as she' d appeared.
    Phoebe was making even less sense than usual. Why was she bringing up a necklace I didn't recall telling her about? Maybe I'd been talking to myself. As much as I hated the idea, I probably needed more of a social life.
    My hand drifted to my neck. I wished I'd had a chance to try the necklace on. Maybe I'd take a trip into Faerie to see if I could retrieve it anyway. While my contracts didn't require traveling to Faerie, they didn't forbid it either. I'd have to consider it after I got this book on The Morrigan.
    I pulled on the dress and buckled the thin belt around my waist. I surveyed myself in the mirror. Okay, I could admit it, I looked hot. Ava knew what she was doing. She'd taken care of my hair before I left her place, braiding some on the side and tucking it around my face with bobby pins into a fancy style I'd never be able to replicate. I tied the disguise charm safely around my wrist like a bracelet. The girl in the mirror was still me, but different enough that with some luck, and a few adjustments from the charm, Owen wouldn't recognize me. Maybe I could follow Ava's advice, shake my ass, and pretend not to understand what Owen was saying. It was worth a shot.
    "Have fun!" Phoebe called after me as I ran out to meet the cab.
    I arrived at the club just after nine o'clock. There wasn't a line to deal with that early in the night. The bouncer waved me through without a second glance.
    Smoke and Mirrors was more subdued this time around. There were already quite a few people on the dance floor, but it wasn't as loud or overloaded with magic. A quick scan of the sparsely populated main room, and I had eyes on Owen. He was wearing the same leather jacket with a white button-down shirt and black slacks. He lounged in a corner booth with his arms spread out to each side. A laugh brightened his face and softened the playboy image for a few seconds, then a beautiful blonde leaned in and boldly ran her tongue up the length of his throat.
    "Fuck!" He was already with somebody. I hadn't anticipated that happening so early. Now what was I going to do?
    A couple of elves looked disapprovingly over at me from the bar. Maybe it was the "fuck " ? I stuck my tongue out at them until they looked away.
    Okay, Sophie. You can handle this. Make a plan.
    Dancing in public wasn't something I'd done much of, but I wasn't awful at it. The small crowd on the dance floor meant the magic hadn't started flying yet, so it was safe enough. A group of ogres, tall with skirts that billowed around them, danced in a circle to the side. They seemed like fun women, teasing each other and dancing like they did this regularly. Their movement gave me an inconsistent view of Owen, but it kept me from being too conspicuous.
    The woman sitting next to Owen scrolled through her phone. Her skin had a purple sheen. From across the club, I would have guessed that was due to the colors of the flickering lights. She pulled her hand through her hair, and where she touched, the blond turned red.
    Owen spoke with her intermittently, but became more quiet and his eyes less focused with every drink he downed. All the while, he watched his customers dance.
    The woman stood from the table and brushed the wrinkles from her dress. Her outfit was similar to mine, except for the short, white leather jacket. She adjusted her cleavage and held a finger up to Owen, indicating she'd be gone for a minute, and walked away from the table.
    I edged around the ogres to follow when two faun men jumped in

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