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She should answer her friend but would rather ignore it right now. Sarah was a dear friend, even if she was pushy, but it was too early in the morning. Wasn’t it? Sarah probably wanted data to prove the spell worked.

She checked the time on her phone. Ten in the morning. Shit. It wasn’t so early after all.

Karey typed a reply. Yes, I did.

She could’ve given details, but why? Nikki probably called or texted Sarah right after seeing Karey and told her everything. This time, the phone rang. Sarah. Karey couldn’t ignore the call. “Hi,” Karey said. “You’re actually calling.”

“I am. You’re sleeping rather late,” Sarah said. “I hear you went on a date with a guy I didn’t know we both knew.”

“It’s possible.”

“Karey.” Sarah groaned. “Did you go out with Jimmy McCreadie? Nikki saw you.”

“She did, because I did.” She scrubbed her hand across her face. “So?”

“Was he the guy on your scroll?”

She’d told him the truth, not that Jimmy probably believed her. Why not tell Sarah, too? “Yes.”

“He was? You asked for him? Wow.” Sarah snickered. “So it worked? I really didn’t think it would.”

“Maybe. We saw each other and started talking. We’d seen each other before, so it might not have been on account of the spell.”

“Ah, but you connected after the scroll ceremony.”

“I guess so.” She should get up and get dressed. Should shower at some point along the way, too. “Did anyone else have success?”

“Not yet.”

“Maybe it’s a fluke,” Karey said.

“No, it worked,” Sarah said. “I’m quite pleased.”

“Then good. I’m glad to make you happy.” She sat up. “I should get ready for work.”

“Are you seeing him again?”

“Yes.”

“You are?”

“Why is that so shocking?”

“Wow,” Sarah said. “Where to start. First, you tend to date safe guys, and he doesn’t look safe. By safe, I mean the guys who are so dull it’s not even funny. You date dorky guys. Second, you’re as nerdy as they come. He’s not nerdy or safe. He’s a rebel. Do you have a tattoo?”

“No.” What did that have to do with anything?

“See? He’s covered -- or did you check?”

“I checked, and how do you know?”

Sarah snorted. “I’ll bet you did. What? Did you see him like I did, out mowing his yard with his shirt off?”

“Something like that.” She’d seen him in a sleeveless shirt when he’d been at work back in August. The late summer heat made him even sexier. But Sarah had seen him shirtless, and the idea that she’d seen something Karey hadn’t made Karey just a little bit jealous. She wanted to see him shirtless, too.

“Have you had sex with him?” Sarah asked. “You do know he was married?”

“I did know.” No, she hadn’t, but she hated looking ignorant.

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