She offered a smile. She saw Kara realize her mistake; a pained wince crossed her face. There must have been a hundred times on hunts when theyd stopped at a 7-Eleven and Kara had walked back out to the jeep balancing coffees for everyone--teasing Jake about the sugar and saying he couldnt take his java like a man. Now Electa knew she was seeing the same thing Kara was: her brothers grin as he said,
What youre really saying is Im sweet enough already, right?
The flirting between Jake and Kara had never come to anything, though if Electa knew her brother, it hadnt been for lack of trying.

"Would you like anything?" Kara asked, her voice stiff

Vexin could taste and feel the emotion in the room, painful and tangy. He shook his head a little, he never drank coffee.

Kara was very pointedly not looking at Vexin; she sat drinking her coffee, drumming her fingers on the worn wooden table. Her nails were short but shapely, painted bright pink.

"So what is this place?" she asked Kara again. "How did you hook up with the angel spotters, anyway? And how did you manage not to get killed? Cully said--"

Karas brown eyes turned large. "Youve seen Cully?"

Vexin kept quiet, letting the two reunite.