Complicating his life was the last thing he needed, and she would no doubt do exactly that.

Nova was a witch and that was it. There was no threat to the Corp, and if she got picked up by one of the covens then that was her business.

Dex gritted his teeth as her retreating form started to disappear into the thickening shadows the further away she got.

What if someone came after her again?

He was moving before he could second-guess himself.

Dex was by her side a second later, using the speed he usually kept hidden. “Give me your phone.”

“No.”

It was impressive that she didn’t even hesitate. For whatever reason, Nova wasn’t afraid of him.

He smirked. “Come on, it’s just for emergencies.”

Nova stopped walking and turned toward him. Her eyes stayed on his collar, refusing to look directly at him. He’d noticed she avoided his gaze every chance she got, ever since she’d seen his face.

Dex couldn’t help himself. He tipped her chin up with the tip of his finger, so she was forced to look into his eyes. “Am I really that hideous?”

“No.” The word was breathless, and it sent a shiver down his spine.

Immediately, he let go and took a step back.

Fuck.

His palms started to sweat.

The magic that kept her scent hidden was fucking with his senses and she was wearing something to silence her footsteps, but this close he could hear her heart was pounding.

Dex cleared his throat and tried to regain his bearings. “Then why can’t you stand to look at my face?”

He really shouldn’t have asked her that question. Not after hearing the whisperednothat told him too much – that gave him ideas and thoughts he couldn’t afford to have.

This witch was going to get him killed if he wasn’t careful.

Nova gave him a look that practically demanded to know if he really wanted her to respond.

“Well?” Looked like he was ready to die then.

Nova held his gaze like it was her fucking job and for the first time in his life, he felt like the one who should back away.

“You’re too pretty to be real,” she finally said. “I’ve never seen anything or anyone quite as beautiful as you and it’s…difficult—to look at.”

His heart fucking stopped right then and there.

What. The. Fuck.

What had he just gotten himself into?

He hesitated for just a second.

Then Dex held out his hand and waited, wondering if she would give in this time.

Relief suffused his body when she set her phone in his hand.

Shit, she was intense for a witch.