Page 30 of Magic & Mochas
It would be nice if I could hear what he was saying.
“No, don’t do that Silas,” Clove chided him, and I had a feeling I had guessed correctly.
Slowly, I grabbed a piece of the pumpkin shell I had carved out of my design, and held it out to him.“Here, would you like this too?”
Silas leaned forward to sniff the offering, then licked his mouth before darting forward and grabbing the piece of pumpkin out of my hand.I let out a silent breath of relief that his needle-sharp fangs had sunk only into the pumpkin, and not into my hand.
But at least he wasn’t glaring at me anymore.
“Silas says thank you,” Clove said, but by the way the cat hissed at her, I was guessing her translation was a little off the mark.
Maybe it was a good thing I couldn’t hear him telepathically, after all.
“Have you finished carving your pumpkin?”I asked.
She grinned.“Yep!Let’s turn them around on the count of three.”
“One…” Clove snapped her fingers and little tea candles flew into both of our pumpkins.
“Two…” I grabbed my pumpkin, ready to turn it around.
“Three!”
We both turned our pumpkins to face the other, and my lips curved in a smile when I saw hers.She had carved a cat reaching for the moon.
“Silas, I think that’s you.”I watched, amused, as the cat puffed out his chest proudly and sat a little straighter, like the cat in the design.I was starting to get an idea of how he was feeling based on his poses, now.
“You have a good eye, Thorne.”Clove lit up with delight when her eyes fell on my pumpkin.“Is that a witch hat?”
“I thought it was only appropriate, considering the owner of the shop.”My carving wasn’t the smoothest, but I was glad she was able to tell at a glance what it was.
“I love it.”
“I’m glad.”Why did my heart skip a beat when I heard those first two words?
“And…I’m looking forward to attending the Masquerade Ball with you.”She looked down shyly, a loose lock of hair falling prettily over her face.
How that foolish warlock had ever looked at another woman when he had this one was beyond me.
“I am, too.”A few months ago, the thought of attending an event with that many strangers would have made me want to bolt.In fact, I had been dreading attending it since the moment I agreed to do so.But if it was with her…
Then it no longer sounded so bad.
Chapter twelve
Secrets & Scones
Clove
“Today,IthinkI’lltry your Black Cat Brew,” Kana said with a grin.She’d been coming every morning this week since we first opened, and insisted on trying something new every time.
A fox with good taste,Silas commented.How refreshing.
“Coming right up.”With a flick of my wrist, I had the coffee brewing itself.“I designed this one to boost agility, balance, and the ability to land on your feet—both literally and metaphorically.”
“That sounds like exactly what I need right now.”Kana propped her hands on her hips and let out a sigh.
“Have there been problems at the bakery?”I asked as I handed Kana her change and her drink.
