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The kitchen went from sterile and boring to something viewers saw on television after someone had it renovated. I wasn’t one to worry about design. Frankly, I never thought I’d own anything that required something like that.
However, as I dreamed of all the changes, I knew if I stayed here, and I was beginning to like that idea more and more, I would definitely be making it more my own style.
Chapter fourteen
Owen
Iwhistled as Ientered my apartment after the taxi dropped me off. From the moment Damian walked into my office, it’d been a strange couple of days, but it was a nice sort of strange.
No, it was a freaking awesome sort of strange. Wizards and ghosts existed. I didn’t think I’d ever spent much time thinking about that. When I was young, I imagined going to Hogwarts, just like any other kid back then, but I clearly didn’t get into it as much as Damian’s friends. They were so over the top about it and so wrong as well.
The silly behavior of the ghosts had been humorous. I could only imagine how hard it would be to have the living around, especially if they were pretending nonsense like the group tonight were.
Then again, I doubted those ghosts had experienced much human silliness since an actual wizard had lived in the home before Damian.
I got why they made fun of it all, and to be honest, it helped me stop being so afraid of them, although when the ghost disappeared through the wall when I’d been kissing Damian, it sent a cold chill through me.
I crawled into my bed and pulled the covers up to my chin, knowing it would get chilly before morning. I never minded that kind of cold at night though. To be honest, I preferred it. I hated being cold during the day, but at night, there wasn’t much more wonderful than cuddling under a big pile of blankets.
In fact, I couldn’t help but imagine cuddling with a certain wizard under the pile of blankets. Damian was clearly interested. That was obvious in the way he kissed me tonight.
I woke up feeling so happy the following day. I don’t remember dreaming, but I had to assume it was good stuff, considering how good I felt.
I got out of bed, once again happy I did not need to work this weekend. I almost skipped a shower, thinking it might be a good grunge day, but then I hoped Damian might text and want to go out. So, I jumped in the shower and dressed.
When I glanced at my phone, it felt like my whole body smiled when I saw the text from Damian.
Him: You will not believe what happened here last night.
Me: Ghosts. You met more ghosts? Or did you find new ways to use your powers?
Him: Can you come over? You won’t believe me if I just tell you.
I paused and then did a happy dance before I texted him back.
Me: Sure. I’ll grab a taxi.
Him: No. Jeez, I forgot you don’t have a car. I’ll come get you. Hold tight.
I almost texted him that there was no need, but the thought of him coming to get me and taking care of me felt good.
Me: You sure? I can just hire a taxi.
Him: Yeah. I’m still a professional driver, so you can give me a tip later.
I laughed when the GIF of the cartoon character waggling his eyes came up.
I sent back a thumbs-up and went to brush my teeth. I almost dashed out of my apartment to get coffee, but I figured he’d let me treat him, so I waited until he arrived.
“Hey,” I said, slipping into his front seat.
“Hey,” he said, leaning over and inviting me to kiss him. Of course, I didn’t hesitate to take him up on the invitation.I moaned happily as he pulled back. “So, you’re going to be amazed at what happened.”
“Cool, what?” I asked.
“Trust me, it’s a show and tell, not a tell and show thing. Do you need coffee?” he asked.
I smiled. “The force is strong with you,” I said, mimicking theStar Warsreference and getting an eye roll from him. “Yes, please, I need coffee. I figured I could treat us both.”
