Free The Sight Seer by Melissa Giorgio

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    “Shut your mouth before I do it myself,” Rafe growled, flushing again.
    I laughed, smothering my giggles behind my hand when Rafe turned to glare at me. Pulling out my phone I asked, “I assume you’ll start explaining things over dinner?” He nodded. “And you’re buying, right?”
    Rafe groaned. When he saw I was serious, he pulled out his wallet to count the bills inside. “Yeah, I guess I can afford that. I know a good Italian place, is that alright?”
    “Italian’s my favorite!” I beamed.
    “Why do I feel like I’m going to be permanently broke thanks to you?”
    I batted my eyelashes. “A girl has to eat, Rafe!”
    Behind him, Evan let out a bark of laughter. “Oh, I like this girlie, Rafe! Can we keep her?”
    “She’s not a pet, you idiot!”
    Smiling, I turned around, putting the phone to my ear as I called home.

Chapter Fourteen
     
    “Your dad wasn’t angry, was he?” Rafe asked thirty minutes later as we sat in his car, following Evan through the dark streets to the restaurant. The temperature had dropped as the sun set, and Rafe had put the heat on for me the moment we had returned to his car.
    “No, he was surprisingly cool about it,” I replied, thinking back to the conversation. Dad had picked up after three rings, and I quickly explained that I was going out to catch dinner with Rafe.
    “Is that okay?” I had asked when he hadn’t replied. The silence had made me nervous, and I wondered if he somehow knew I wasn’t being entirely truthful with him.
    “You had a nice time with him, then?” Dad had finally said. “I mean, you’re obviously reluctant to leave him…”
    “Dad, if you want me to come home, just say it and I’ll have him drop me off. It’s no big deal. Did you have something planned for dinner?”
    “Nope, just leftovers.” Dad had paused again. I had waited, listening to his steady breathing. “No Gabs, don’t come home. Go out and have a nice meal with your young man, but remember that tomorrow is a school day.”
    “I won’t be out late. Promise.” I had turned around and given Rafe a thumbs up sign. He had let go of the demon body, causing Evan to almost drop it, to give me a thumbs up in return. And a smile that made my heart skip a beat, but that wasn’t important.
    “Gabi?”
    “Yeah, Dad?”
    “I …I’m happy you found a nice guy.”
    “Oh, Dad, it’s not like that.” No Dad, we were actually combining our talents to kill demons. As if I could say that!
    “Oh. ” The conversation had awkwardly died after that, and after another promise to be home before ten, we hung up.
    “My dad isn’t bad,” I said, back in the present. “I mean, I was so mad at him when he made me get a job the day after I turned sixteen, but I see now why he did that. The spending money is great, and it looks good on a college transcript.”
    Rafe nodded in agreement. “Your dad is a smart man.” He shot me a bemused look. “But if you have spending money, then how come I’m always treating you?”
    “Because you’re always ruining my clothes!” I lifted up my shoes as an example. Evan had given me some hand wipes after stashing the demon body in his trunk. I shuddered, imagining him driving around with that thing in his car, but apparently this was normal procedure for demon hunters. They killed, bagged, and then disposed of the bodies at an undisclosed location. I had asked if any normal humans had ever seen them dragging a body away from the scene, but they said something about putting a veil in place that blocked anyone without the Sight from seeing things. Rafe tried to give me a technical explanation, but basically, it was magic. And magic was pretty damn cool, from what little I had seen of it.
    Anyway, we had used the wipes to scrape the dark green goo off my shoes, but it had already hardened up pretty badly, leaving behind noticeable stains. These were going in the trash the moment I got home. Sigh.
    “I’m going to wrap you up in