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Roryhmmmed. “How do we let Fredericks & Son’s other clients know you’re available?”
We bounced ideas around all the way home, stopping only to pick up some pizzas. Pia and Ms. Jackson would be thrilled.
Oh, shit. “Guys? After dinner can you help me figure out how to make Granny’s room into something Pia would like?”
Rory groaned. “I forgot Pia would be right next door to us. Dammit. I had plans for tonight. Dirty, dirty plans.”
In the back seat Ellis raised his hand. “I vote for dirty, dirty,quietplans.”
CAL’S CAMPAIGN COMPENDIUM
MAGIC USE BY MAGIC CARRIERS
Unlike some Wonders, human magic carriers are unable to use their magic in an overtly proactive way. Over the decades since the Elves gifted magic to certain humans, many magic carriers have attempted to use their magic to influence people, events, or objects without success. In addition, the casting of “spells” has also never been effective.
Other than innate abilities such as enhanced senses or superlative physical proficiencies, the magical skills of magic carriers is always receptive in nature. Examples include Seers receiving visions and District Monitors receiving stress signals from a Wonder.
Warning: Attempting to use magic in a proactive way has been shown to frequently result in severe magical depletion. Please do not attempt.
CHAPTER 22
ELLIS
Really,how hard was it to have quiet sex? Maybe quiet shower sex would be difficult because of the echoes, but the shower in the en suite for the main bedroom wasn’t big enough for more than two of us at a time anyway. If Rory or Shane couldn’t shut up, I was more than happy to visit the nearest adult toy store for some gags.
That thought led to some musings about the three of us visiting an adult toy store together, so I was pretty quiet the rest of the way home. Though from the way Shane and Rory kept glancing at each other and breathing a little heavily, I may have been letting some of my arousal leak through the bond. But they didn’t say anything, so I didn’t mention it.
When we walked through the front door, Shane’s granny was sitting on the couch next to Pia. Ms. Jackson was laying on the floor by the TV in their tiger form, andSupernaturalwas paused on the screen.
“Granny? What are you doing here?” Shane handed Rory the pizzas he’d been carrying and hurried over to the couch to hug her insubstantial body.
“Pizza!” Pia cheered. “Did you get cheese for Ms. Jackson? Granny Dimi’s been telling me stories about you as a kid, Shane. Did you really pee in the refrigerator vegetable drawer?”
Shane turned red. It was adorable. “I went through a sleepwalking phase in first grade!”
He glared at his grandmother, who smirked. “I remember it like yesterday.”
Rory, who’d been walking toward the kitchen, stopped in his tracks. “Wait. Dimi, how were you even visible when I wasn’t here? We were pretty far away today.”
She scoffed and turned to Shane. “Have you taught this boy nothing? He doesn’t know about his own powers!”
Shane seemed as bewildered as I felt. “Granny, I don’t know anything about his powers either.”
Shetsked. “I can’t believe I raised you, and this is how you turned out.” She reached up and grabbed his cheek. “It’s a good thing you’re cute and lovable.” Then she let go and slapped his cheek lightly.
“Granny!” Shane rubbed his cheek.
I took the pizzas from Rory and put them on the table while Dimi talked. Because Shane was on the couch, I couldn’t go as far as the kitchen, so we’d have to set the table later.
She sighed. “Rory, you’re bonded. Your powers are bigger now.”
I came back out into the living room in time to see him looking between himself and me and Shane. “Really? Because I still can’t see our connections. Or bond I guess now.”
Dimi groaned. “Shane and Ellis explained to you how that particular ability comes with age. Keep up!”
I wondered if I could go sit at the breakfast table so I didn’t get yelled at. Probably not. I’d just get yelled at for hiding.
Dimi put a ghostly hand on Pia’s shoulder. “This one is yours now, Rory. Same as those two knuckleheads.” She waved a hand at me and Shane. Okay. I could live with being a knucklehead.
