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store and select a few things for herself, too.
    “Seriously?” Agnes grimaced at the tiny jacket Fay held up.
    It was pretty useless, to be entirely frank – the soft, dark red leather garment was cropped at the waist, so it wasn’t likely to be much help against rain or wind, but it was pretty badass. Fay was desperate for a little bit of badass in her life.
    “I love it,” Charlotte grinned – probably just to antagonize Agnes, who quickly changed her tune.
    “Sure, it’s gorgeous, but she doesn’t have anything that would go with it.”
    They went back to the casual section, replacing one or two of the dresses she hadn’t really wanted with long tops, leggings and more notably, a pair of boots.
    Hours later, Fay was still smiling from ear to ear every time she caught a glimpse of those boots in the window displays they passed by. Yes, she’d worn them right away.
    The block heels were sturdy, easy to manage although she wasn’t used to it, and it had granted her an extra three and a half inches, making her almost as tall as Charlotte. They were lace-up and Jessica helpfully noted that they’d make her kicks pretty powerful.
    “You can hide a few blades in here, too,” the other vampire added.
    Fay was likely to cut off her toes if she attempted to, but it didn’t stop her from beaming nonetheless. It may just be appearances, but there was some sense in the whole fake it till you make it thing. She’d never felt so powerful – and in control of her life. 
    As soon as they’d walked out of Saks, Agnes was making her excuses.
    “Jessica and Charlotte will have to take you to the spa, if you want to go; I have another appointment,” she lied, leaving a credit card behind.
    Although Fay had now been entrusted to the care of two vampires, she finally relaxed.
    “What was that about?” she enquired, turning to Jessica, who shrugged.
    “Agnes can’t stand any sort of competition – from humans, in any case.”
    She was biting her lip, obviously wanting to add something, but it was Charlotte who spelt it out, rolling her eyes.
    “It’s about William. She’d like to become relevant to him. I know my brother, and that’s as likely to happen as another Ragnarok.”
    Her brother ?
    Now Charlotte had pointed out the connection, Fay saw the resemblance. William might have darker hair – dirty blond, rather than her reddish honey – but otherwise, they definitely bore similar features. They were equally stunning, for one.
    She couldn’t help it: she was grinning like the fool she was, now it was obvious that the perfect creature wasn’t her savior’s wife.
    Stupid. Completely, utterly stupid.
    Sure, he might not be attached to that particular vampire, but the point was that he belonged with someone just as remarkable – kind, beautiful and kick ass.
    And dammit, was she really getting obsessive over some guy she’d met under twenty-four hours ago? Some vampiric guy, at that. 
    There was something wrong with her brain.
    “Thank you,” she told the vampire. “You’ve obviously intimidated her.”
    “That would be because I’m crazy,” Charlotte replied casually. “She knows I wouldn’t think twice before bleeding someone who displeases me.” Then, although she’d just given the weather forecast, she offered: “Should we go to a spa, then? On me, ladies.”
    Fay shook her head, still smiling, and deciding that she was the crazy one: instead of running the other way, screaming, she smirked and followed the self-proclaimed nutcase to a beauty parlor, without having the decency of being even a little bit scared of her.
    She had no idea what kind of wonderland she’d stepped into when she’d crossed the borders of New York City, but she was definitely enjoying the ride.

 
     
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    He knew he’d made the right decision as soon as they walked in.
    Next to Jessica and Charlotte, Fay should have appeared significantly inferior; not in a bad way, but having humans and vampires side