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Izzy couldn't help the sly grin on her face when she heard Blake's response. She made sure to glance over at Phillis who was occupied with Maya. It was a little risky with his wife right there, but Izzy had a plan. She knelt in front of Mr. Schmidt and took out a small scrap piece of paper from her bag. It had someone's number scrawled on it, but she had forgotten who gave it to her. Then she gently grabbed Blake's hand and massaged it for a second.

[color=C28285]"Sorry this might hurt for a second, but I'll make it worth the pain."[/color] She gave him a wink before quickly drawing the scrap paper over the pad of his pointer finger. Izzy held his hand firmly to prevent him from pulling it away. After a few seconds, a thin line of blood appeared along the paper cut. [color=C28285]"It's just a normal paper cut, see?"[/color] She said letting him examine it like she was a magician performing a trick. [color=C28285]"Now comes the magic."[/color]

Izzy looked up into Mr. Schmidt's eye as she brought his finger to her lips. She kissed the tip of his finger, letting Antheia's magic flow through her lips to the wound. It didn't take long to heal, but Izzy wanted to go the extra mile. She let her lips wrap around the tip of his finger and let her tongue play with it teasingly while still keeping eye contact. It was subtle, so hopefully unseen by Mrs. Schmidt. Plus Maya would most likely have her full attention. After all, the other Asian girl could be almost as captivating as Izzy if she tried.

After a moment, the red head pulled away and gave her best bedroom smile for a moment before returning to her normal grin. [color=C28285]"See? All better."[/color] She let go of his hand to let him inspect it. [color=C28285]"I have an apparition tied to me that allows me to heal wounds through affectionate acts. I know a paper cut isn't much, but I didn't want to hurt you sir."[/color] Izzy finally stood up from her kneeling position and dusted her knees off. [color=C28285]"I can do way worse injuries as well. Just the other week, I healed a bullet wound, but the more severe the wound the more intimate the act needs to be or more time is needed to heal it."[/color]

Izzy explained her ability the way Antheia had explained it to her. It had taken a while for Izzy to actually grasp how the magic worked and how to use it, but according to Antheia it was because she was [I]'the dumbest, most incapable person I've ever had the displeasure of knowing'[/I] (Antheia's exact words).

As Izzy returned to her seat, she could still feel the alcohol running its course through her body. However, years of experience made the drunk good at keeping her balance. Once she sat down, she leaned backwards and let her body soak up the Florida rays. Now all she had to do was monitor Blake's reaction closely and make sure no one managed to ruin the good relationship she was building with this all powerful rich man.