“Of course, it’s in my DNA to be evil or haven’t you heard that by now?” Keira drawled in reply, blowing him a kiss as she caught the beer he sid over to her. “Reacquainting myself with old friends, or rather an old ex. And not like that before you say anything. And trying to get the stock sorted, I had a very kind generous donation of antique magical tomes and only ninety percent of them were hexed and cursed.”