Page 53 of Did It Have To Be Gnomes?!
“Good.”
When Miles came back, he gave me a nod. “She told me to do whatever it takes, so I guess we’re a go.”
“Good.” I shot him a wink and continued my search.
As I looked over reviews and proximity to our location, I walked over to the vehicle with the others trailing behind me. It was so much more comfortable to lean against the truck than to stand in the middle of the grass. Plus, it meant staying as far away from the fucking evil seal as I could at the moment, which I was all for.
That thing was… creepy as all hell.
I picked out a couple of places and texted their info to Miles and Lyric so they could look them over.
Lyric said, “I don’t think we should use the first one you sent. Some of the reviews are kinda out there. Listen to this one. BadKarma says, ‘I hired Cures and Curses to bring my sister back so I could ask her the passwords to all her stuff, the lock combinations, and things like that. I’m not sure what the necromancer did, but as soon as her soul was back in her body, she started shaking uncontrollably. The necromancer told me to ask my questions, so I did, and when my sister opened her mouth to speak,her head exploded. It was the most horrific thing I’ve ever seen. We had to have a closed casket viewing because there was no fixing what that horrible death witch did to her.’ There’s another one with a head explosion story too.”
Lyric’s eyes met mine, and I grimaced in horror. “That’s…”
“Horrifying,” Miles finished for me, looking stricken. “Uh, yeah, we’re not using that one.”
“I didn’t see that review, or I wouldn’t have sent it.” I shrugged.
Miles waved me off, already looking at the next one on his phone, and Lyric said, “I had to dig a little for that review, so it’s not your fault.”
Miles scrunched up his nose. “Ugh. Now I want to meet a necromancer even less than before, and I didn’t think that was possible.”
“Same,” Lyric said, staring at their phone again.
After trying to erase the horrible image that review conjured up, I went back to looking for the best non-head-exploding necromancer.
“Hey, Miles?” I asked, looking at him and trying to distract myself from the insanity of this entire situation.
“Yeah?”
“Wanna go out to lunch—or dinner, depending on when we finish—after this?”
His eyes went comically wide. “Uh… sure. Where?”
I shrugged.
He turned to Lyric. “Wanna go out to lu—”
“No!” I yelled the word far too loudly, but luckily, Lyric laughed and didn’t get offended. They waved me off, knowing what I was trying to do.
I smirked, then refocused on Miles. After slipping my phone into one of my many pockets, I put my hands on his upper arms, ensuring I had his full attention. His eyes were wide again, and he looked absolutely adorable.
Kissable.
And good enough to eat.Mmm.
“Miles, I would like to go on a date with you… today… for lunch or dinner when we’re finished here.”
He blinked at me several times. “Are… are you sure?”
I grinned—hell yes. “Definitely. Absolutely sure.”
He gave a small nod. “I… I would like that.”
I felt like punching the air above me in excitement, but I was pretty sure no one would appreciate that. So I settled for giving him a bright smile, then pulling him into a hug.
I whispered in his ear, “Thank you, Sidekick.”
