Page 106 of Lunar Desires
“Thank you for coming,” Erin answered, sat at the head of the table. “So, you can definitely repair the solar diamond for us?”
“Yes. It will take me a day, but not a problem.”
Dean’s fae magic fixed things, which Aaron loved. He’d already cemented himself to his side, insisting on following each step once he got to work.
Dean didn’t mind.
“It’s so cool having another fae under this roof,” the Bramble brother said, holding a heavily buttered crumpet close to his lips. “If only for a day.”
“What’s wrong with us?” Alice countered, incensed.
Uh-oh. Pissed off big sister alert.
Rather than answer, Aaron stuffed the dripping crumpet in his mouth.
Alice grunted, April chuckled.
Dean smiled, glancing at Jake. For a moment, their eyes met, only for Jake to look away first, scowling.
“So, how are you all feeling about the patrol later?” the witchcop asked, stabbing aggressively at a sausage.
A euphemism for how he felt about his fae ex?
“Pretty good,” Isaac answered. He glanced at Ollie, who’d be joining us on his first official gig as a witchcop. He was due to leave for the High Coven’s Coldharbour HQ later for initiation, then he’d meet us in the field.
Erin’s son poked at his scrambled eggs with a fork.
“Nervous,” my brother added.
Jake nodded, shuffling in his seat. “I get it. But there will plenty of backup around. Including me and this bloke.” He pointed at Ollie. “He’s a top tier witchcop already.”
“Thanks, dude,” Ollie replied, his eyes darting to Isaac. “Can’t wait to get stuck in.”
Erin sighed. “My baby boy is all grown up.”
“I’m twenty-four, Mum.”
She pouted. “You never stop being a mother. Or a worry wart. How is the food?”
“Wonderful,” Dean answered. “I wasn’t expecting this.”
“Wait until you try Riley’s cookies,” Aaron pointed out.
Ugh. Why put me in the spotlight?
“If you like cookies,” I responded.
“I love them,” Dean said, turning to his ex. “Remember the place in Camden we used to frequent?”
Jake faced him, paling. Shocked. “I… Why are you bringing it up?”
“Because it’s cookie-related.”
Jake cocked his head. “White chocolate and pistachio were the best.”
Dean’s smile made Jake’s lips twitch. “Absolutely.”
Was that a little twinkle in Jake’s singular blue eye?
