Page 56 of Bewitchingly Hers
Because this is exhilarating. It’s like we’re breaking the rules. Takes me back to high school…
I snorted, typing out a reply.
Eryne
What would you know about breaking the rules, Rina?
Cait
She’s got a point, Reens. You graduated with a 4.0 and ran the school newspaper.
Rina
I can be a bad girl, thank you very much.
Wendy
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Willow
No comment. Now, does anyone know where I can find a piece of candy corn pie? I have a craving.
Cait
That sounds disgusting.
Willow
Don’t knock it till you try it. Besides, the baby loves it.
Cait
I’m still trying to get used to the idea of my baby cousin having a baby, Wil. Don’t make it weird.
Eryne
I don’t have any pie, but if you come down to the bakery, I think I can find something for you.
Willow
Sold.
I could almost imagine them bickering. The Clarke girls were all close, and I’d often longed for that growing up. I couldn’t count how many nights I’d wished on the full moon to bring me a sibling. But it was always just me and my animals.
I don’t want to be alone again.The thought hit me like a pang to my chest. I’d gotten so used to Barrett being around the last few weeks. First, as a wolf—like a giant puppy, following me around—and then in the last week, as a human. I meant it when I told him I liked him. Not just because he was the most handsome man I’d ever met, but because he was maybe the most caring person I’d ever met. He acted like a giant puppy half the time himself. Before meeting him, I used to laugh when girls called their boyfriends golden retriever types. Now, I was pretty sure I understood.
Though Barrett was allwolf.
Biting my lip, I finished tidying up as my opening girls came in, heading behind the counter and pulling their aprons on.
An awareness prickled at the back of my neck—like I was being watched.
It was different than the awareness I felt when Barrett was around. That was comfortable, like cozying up under a warm blanket. I shivered, turning my head to look out the big windows.
There was a tall blond man across the street outside, unmoving, standing next to one of the black lampposts. A chill ran down my spine. He was dressed in all black, in a three piece suit that didn’tquiteseem like it was from this century.
I couldn’t help but feel like he was watching me. How long had he been there? I’d been so lost in my own thoughts all morning that I hadn’t even paid attention, but something about this didn’t feel right.
