Chapter 102
Matt had taken one look at her earlier that morning and, because he didn’t know what exactly to say about her appearance, he’d wisely kept his shut.
Now he leaned back against her desk and nudged her chair with one foot. “Guess who just pulled up outside with a bouquet of flowers for yours truly?”
“Your better half,” Roxie snarled. She twisted her chair to knock his foot loose. “Let me guess—you used your voodoo powers to communicate with him out in the parking lot.”
Matt leaned forward and lowered his voice to a whisper. “It’s called telepathy, and it’s supposed to be a secret.”
He had told Roxie about Vic’s powers once when his lover had rescued the two of them from a trapped elevator. It had taken everything Matt had to confide about the powers in someone other than Vic. He’d been used before by people interested in harnessing the abilities for themselves. Roxie was one of an elite minority who knew about them; Matt could count the others on one hand.