downtown at a fundraiser.â
âA date?â
Jason almost said âsort ofâ, but caught himself in case Lucas was close. âYeah. At Hardwin Hotel.â
âBe there in fifteen,â his dad said.
âGot it.â Now, Jason just needed to find his date.
Chapter Fourteen
Thursday Night
Ava watched her charge talking to his date. Meandering around the party in human form had been probably the most boring job ever, and she really hated having to be in that state.
Twice sheâd been approached by men at the party, so she decided to make herself male for the partyâshort, stubby and a little fat. At least then sheâd be able to meander around without too much attention.
And she could watch Jason better. He looked incredibly handsome in his black tuxâbasic, simple and sexy as sin, unlike so many others who wore bling like it was another outfit layer. Jason made her think of James Bondâsubtle and striking.
She had to make herself focus several times, and not let herself get sucked into the beauty of her charge.
Good grief, this was why she didnât take on menâthey were far too handsome.
And good kissers.
She shook off the thoughts.
He obviously wasnât affected by it as much as she wasâheâd hardly thought about it in fact. At least, not that she could outright tell in his aura. She couldnât read his thoughts, but if they affected his aura, she could see that. And he hadnât shown any sign of being attracted to anyone except his HEA.
Jason approached Tessa, and Ava, still dressed as a man, crept over, trying to be subtle as she listened.
âTessa, Iâm sorry,â Jason said. âItâs work.â
âHow do you think thatâs going to look?â Tessa said through gritted teeth. âMy date sneaking off before the eveningâs over?â
âIâm not sneaking off. Itâs my job. Itâs not a nine-to-five one. You know that.â
âYouâre not a cop anymore, Jason. You donât have to run off when a call comes in.â
Jason tensed. âNo, Iâm not. But if I expect to get paid, I do. Unlike a cop, I donât get a salary. I have to earn my money.â
She let out a harrumph and turned, walking back toward the crowd. Tessa turned and flashed a fake smile, then disappeared into the crowd.
Jason smiled back, though he doubted she saw him, turned and almost ran into Ava. âOh sorry, man,â Jason said.
âNo problem,â Ava replied, hoping she sounded male.
Jason continued.
She let out a sigh. He didnât pause, so she must have been convincing.
âOkay,â she whispered to herself. âNow I need to figure out where heâs going.â She raised her hand to pull out her wings, and caught herself before she burst them out of her jacket in front of everyone.
Some habits were hard to break. Even for her.
Instead, she headed, slower than she wanted to, toward the exit to follow Jason out the door.
Just as she reached the entrance, she saw Jason hopping into a dark-blue sedan, and the car taking off.
Shit.
âOkay, I canât fly. So now what?â
She looked back and forth, and saw a yellow taxi idling at the curb.
Ava hopped inside, barely giving the driver a second to think. âFollow that Chrysler at the corner, and Iâll pay you double your rate.â
âYes, sir.â
âAnd donât look back here again.â
âYes, sir.â
Gah, how do mortals get anything done when they spend all their time driving around?
Ava shook her head, the magic still making her look like a short, round guy. It felt like sheâd been in the cab for eternity. Really, though, it was only long enough for Jason to drop off his dad, and now he was pulling into a coffee shop.
âPark here,â Ava said.
Jason parked and climbed out, still dressed in his fancy penguin suit, and headed inside. If he noticed the cab, he