Whiskey Witches Season One

A teenage girl in a black t-shirt and jeans entered from a door in the back. “Can I help you?”

Dexx plastered on his charm. He had a face that could get him anything and he knew it. It was his weapon of choice when dealing with the mundanes. Wait. What was it the Harry Potter crowd called them? Oh, hell. He couldn’t recall. “I’m getting ready to go on a long trip, but my dog doesn’t handle car rides well. I’m out of diazepam, which is what I normally give her. I was wondering if I could get some more.”

“That shouldn’t be a problem,” the girl said with a smile. “What’s her name?”

His eye twitched. “Doxxie.”

“And what breed is she?”

“Great Dane.”

“Oh, she’s a big dog.”

He nodded, keeping his expression relaxed and genuine. “We’re actually getting ready to leave right now. I was getting ready to give her the dose so we could go when I discovered I was out. I just forgot to reorder. It’s so silly of me.”

She winced as if suddenly recalling something. “I shouldn’t do this.”

“She gets really anxious and tears up the back seat of my car.”

She peered over his shoulder at the parking spaces, returned her attention to him, then did a double-take. “Is that your car?”

Pride surged through him. Having an older car had been a good idea when he rebelled against his mother. His hands had needed something to do, and re-building the old junker had been ideal. Now, with all the time he spent on the road, getting a car with better gas mileage would be more cost effective, but then he’d have a harder time fixing it himself. Also, there were the reactions. He’d never get over that.

“Well, um, I’m sure Doctor Tom will understand.” She blinked, probably not even realizing she was giving him a flirt, and went to the rear door. “I’ll just be right . . . back.”

Dexx thumped the counter with his thumb. “I’ll be here.”

Paige, of course, was his Great Dane and she was the one she’d given his last dose to. He felt certain she’d be out for another few hours. A normal person would be out the rest of the day with the dose he gave her. She had a demon trying to get in. The idea of what that thing could do scared the crap right out of him.