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I blink in confusion before I remember that I’m wearing the broomstick tank.

“Makes me wonder how well you could drivemystick. . .”

I literally feel my mouth gape open at this hot asshole’s audacity. The dick gives me a slow once over with one brow quirked.

“Eh, I have my doubts,” he concludes.

At first, his words don’t even register, and then I see red.

Where does this fucker get the nerve?!

That’s it—it’s on!

“Dude, I don’t know who you think you are, but stay in your own lane. Because if you piss me off enough, I’ll get out of mine and run you the fuck over!” I snarl.

But instead of showing fear or retaliating with more anger, the asshat laughs.

“You kiss all your dates with that mouth?” He smirks.

“What dates?” I ask like an imbecile.

“Exactly,” he drawls smugly.

Son of a witch.

I might stab this fucker with one of the store’s jeweled athames. Assholes like him should be thankful that I can’t do magic.

I know I’m a total bitch, but I don’t needthis guyreminding me. Besides, I’m not a ‘high road’ driver; I’m going to treat you like you treat me. Gram-Gram always says you catch more flies with honey but, trust me, you catch just as many with vinegar. So, this guy can kiss my robed ass. I doubt once he opens his mouth, he has ladies tripping over themselves to service him.

I push past him.

“Actually, I’m on a date now,” I fib.

The bastard smiles like he knows I’m lying.

“Really? Where is this mystery man?”

I curl my lip up at his superior tone. Just in time, Preston comes back into the store.

“Right there!” I point triumphantly. “There’s my date!”

Preston joins us, eyeing my get-up.

“I like the shirt,” he compliments and, because he’s a gentleman, he doesn’t offer for me to ride his stick like the dick standing next to him.

Will today’s disappointments never end?

“Oh, I see you’ve met Bellamy—he’s another contestant on the show.”

“Is Bellamy his real name?” I snark and Preston chuckles.

“Yes.”

“Oh. He gets to keep his name, but I don’t?”

Preston gives my shoulder a squeeze.

“TV is harder on women than men—sorry. Let me introduce you two. Evanora Porter, this is Bellamy Putnam. Bellamy, this sweet little witch is Evanora.”