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“I am.” Celine smirked at his flirting. She looked him over and decided she certainly wasn’t opposed to it. “You happened to find yourself face to face with the witch queen of New Orleans. I am certainly a native. And I can show you anything your heart desires around here.”

Clint coupdnt help but smile. She was beautiful, after all. The only one who stood out to him, but he’d always had a thing for full lips and pale skin. “Anything at all?” He mused, arching a brow. “How about dinner with you as my plus one, then?”

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Celine laughed at his comment. “Oh there’s is more things than just the city that can put a spell on you. But this city is indeed something supernatural and magical, especially if you know where to look or at least know the right people.”

Clint arched a brow, smiling as he turned to look at her. “I presume you’re referring to yourself?” he asked, obviously flirting. “You’re as beautful as a goddess. Are you a native of the city?”