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his picture?” The fae sighed, clearly getting antsy being cooped up in the backseat.
    “You’re telling me you’ve been carrying around a photo of some random guy?” she questioned, actually turning to look at him for a moment. His beautiful face looked serious.
    “A photo? No. How pedestrian. Here, let me show you…”
    And with a flourish of his hands, a gleaming orb approximately the size of a small microwave appeared in front of Jasmine’s face. She screamed and jerked the steering wheel, nearly swerving the car into the adjacent lane in the process.
    “What are you doing? What is that?” She leaned around it to see the road. “I’m trying to drive here! Could you not?”
    “My stars, would you calm down?” Duada waved his hand slightly to move the glowing circle aside so that it no longer blocked Jasmine’s line of sight. “It’s only a picture of the man I’ve chosen for you. Would you look at it?”
    “At this red light, yes. I will look. But you can’t just throw blinding light in front of my face while we’re in the car.” She groaned, gently bringing the car to a halt at the intersection. She dutifully glanced over and did a double take. She could see now that the orb contained a moving, animated portrait of a very, very attractive man with a stern expression. She had to admit that he did look tempting.
    “Where did you find this guy?” she asked, a little breathlessly.
    Duada shrugged and gave her a brilliant grin.
    “I cannot reveal all of my secrets,” he answered cryptically. “What do you think?”
    “He’s good-looking, I’ll give you that.”
    “Will you meet with him?”
    Jasmine’s stomach flip-flopped. “When? Tonight?”
    “Well, yes, of course. I expect the Queen would like these orders carried out immediately,” Duada reasoned, as though it were obvious.
    “B-But I’ve never even met him before. And besides, what makes you think a guy like that would ever go on a date with me?” she asked, biting her lip. She usually tried to keep her insecurities safely filed away in a mental box marked FRAGILE - DO NOT TOUCH , but here she was.
    Duada furrowed his dark brows, and leaned back in the seat and stared into the rearview mirror. She glanced up and met his smoldering gaze. He looked very thoughtful and a little confused at her question.
    “That is a strange thing to ask,” he said slowly. “Why wouldn’t he want you?”
    Jasmine swallowed hard, unsure of how to answer. She half-expected him to burst into cruel laughter and say he was kidding, that there were a million reasons why a handsome man wouldn’t want to date her. But he didn’t. She parked her car in an empty spot out front of her apartment building and sat quietly for a long moment. The tension in the air sparked until Duada broke it with his next statement.
    “Tonight, then. I’ll have him pick you up in an hour.”
    She got the sense there was no point in arguing with him. Besides, if his little shows of power had done one thing, it was to convince her that Duada was not someone to be messed with. Sure, nothing he’d done so far had really frightened her all that much, but she knew that it was probably better not to push him and find out just how far his powers could reach.
    He followed her up to her tiny studio apartment; wrinkling his nose when he saw how shabbily she lived. She’d done her very best to decorate the little place and make it feel more like home, but she spent most of her time at work, and it showed.
    Jasmine went directly to her closet and started rifling through outfits, trying to find something that would suit a date with an exceptionally hot man out of her league. As usual, she was disappointed.
    “I-I don’t really know what to wear,” she admitted, feeling her cheeks burn. Duada instantly appeared at her side, appraising her limited wardrobe with judgmental eyes.
    “This is an unfortunate array of options,” he agreed, gingerly picking through the few sundresses hanging