The little shit peed on my shoe.” Chloe scowled at the dog by her feet. “Ivie, are you listening to me? These are Jimmy Choos!” She shook her foot as she dragged Matt behind her, using my last pair of new pantyhose as a leash. “And I think he has fleas.” I pressed my lips into a hard line. “Let’s hope he still has them after.” We both laughed at that. “Here.” Chloe handed me the makeshift leash and stepped back again. My concentration shifted to the dog. I worded the spell to make him new again, like the boots, but stopped myself. Did I really want Matt like new? Absolutely not. I wanted Matt back to his old miserable self. I couldn’t afford to have him turn into a baby. I reworded everything in my head while Chloe forced the cat into my arms. “Ready?” she asked. “Ready.” I drew in a long breath and let my eyes flutter shut as the words flowed out of me.
