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inseminate it."
    I snort at this, even though I know my sister's serious.
    "Oh, he can inseminate any part of me he wants." Grace grins at her own remark and I throw up my hands to stop them both.  
    "Okay, that's enough, you two. No one's calling dibs. No one's getting inseminated."
    I hope.
    Without thinking, I take a bite of the cookie and my eyes go wide.
    "What is this witchcraft?" I ask. "This shit is delicious ."

CHAPTER FOUR
    Samantha

    THE BELL OVER THE door jingles at my entrance. My eyes take a second to adjust to the relative dimness of the coffee shop, compared to the bright Saturday glare outside. The moment the door closes behind me, the city's howls of traffic, buses, and people all die away, and I'm immersed in a different world. One you wouldn't expect in the middle of Manhattan.  
    The Hideout is a tightly packed space filled with mismatched furniture and odd decor, so overwhelming with its character that I have to scan the room to find my roommates despite the fact there's not many people inside.
    They sit near the back around an old, beaten down coffee table. I wade between furniture and past the faint smell of incense in the air, which is overpowered by the bitter smell of coffee beans. It's no wonder Delilah was drawn to the place, stumbling upon it while walking home one day. I would've passed it without a second glance, thinking it was an antique store instead of a coffee shop.
    Delilah seems right at home, a satisfied smile on her face. Grace, on the other hand, looks at me with murderous eyes that scream, I'm dying inside.
    I settle down onto an armchair in front of them. Delilah hands me a cup of what I assume is coffee. I accept it without question and take a sip. The rich, creamy aroma hits me at the same time as the flavor explodes on my tongue.  
    I stifle a sigh.
    "How'd it go?" Delilah asks.
    I left them in a hurry first thing this morning to tend to a delivery.
    "Holy shit, did that baby come out fast," I say, sitting back. "I've never seen anything like it. The woman's uterus is a cannon."
    " Boom. Here's your baby, " Grace says.
    "Exactly like that." I lift up the coffee cup in my hand. "This is incredible, by the way."
    "It's the house blend. I'm in love with this place," Delilah says.
    Grace tilts her own cup up to her mouth and mumbles, "If only it didn't smell like a giant foot."
    "It's a barely-there foot smell," I say, and Delilah nods, seeming touched that I'm coming to the shop's defense. "It's more like stale coffee mixed with the slightest essence of feet. Unique and oddly enticing, when you take the time to appreciate it."
    The bell over the front door chimes again and I turn to glance back at it. Jackson steps inside and immediately begins scanning his surroundings as though looking for someone. I turn around again and shrink in my seat.
    "Crap," I say. "It's him. What the hell's he doing here?"
    Delilah looks surprised. Grace hides her suspicious expression behind her coffee again.
    I glare at my friend.  
      " Grace. " I hiss her name like it's a curse word. "What did you do?"
    She shrugs, failing at her attempt to seem innocent. "I might have mentioned we'd be here. I might have mentioned that you might have mentioned him…a lot…" She mumbles the rest of her words.
    Despite the low hum of chatter from the coffee shop patrons, I manage to zero in on Jackson's footsteps as he approaches.
    Eyes wide, I make a hand motion to Grace and Delilah, silently signaling for them to pick up the conversation as though it never stopped. Delilah opens her mouth but fails to produce sound fast enough.
    Grace tilts her head, missing my signal for a second, before she blurts out, "And that's why I don't shave down there anymore." Jackson clears his throat beside me. Grace looks up, and with the most disingenuous tone of surprise, says, "Oh wow, look who it is."
    I turn, with what I hope is an air of complete casualness.  
    "Oh," I say, as though unimpressed by his gorgeous face and