Page 22 of How To Summon A Memory
Her eyes narrow on me. “You wouldn’t.”
“Want to take bets?” I push back to my feet. “I want the barrier down for twenty-four hours, at the very least. Better yet, permanently. I know you’re trying to protect me, but you can’t keep me locked up. I’m not a caged bird, and I’m no longer playing by your rules.” I won’t play all my cards just yet. I’m just hoping this works. “Let me out, or you’ll regret it.”
I don’t look back when I leave. The door slams a little more harshly than I intended, but I think it gets the point across.
Chapter 10
Warwick
Pike looksat me like I’ve grown another head when I hand him a tote bag that weighs like I loaded it down with bricks. “Really? All of this?”
“Yes, I want him to have all of this.”
“Don’t be mean to him, Pike.” Lark frowns as he takes his lover’s hand. “And I’m coming with you. I have something I need to tell him in case he doesn’t know.”
“Call me when you get there,” I say.
“We will,” Lark says.
Before I can say anything else, they’re gone and I collapse onto the couch and Frankie hops into my lap. “This is it, girl. Moment of truth.” I stare at my phone, willing it to ring and we both jump when it does. “Unknown number.” Grinning, I answer. “Hello?”
The person on the other end, Ethan, sucks in a breath. “Wick?”
“Ethan.” It’s him.My Ethan. “I’ve waited so long to hear your voice.” Hear my name on your lips.
“Can we video chat?”
“Yeah.”
Almost immediately, we’re switched over and I’m looking into his perfect blue eyes.
“I wanted to look at you,” he says, and it seems like he’s sitting on a bench in a garden. He probably is. “I dream about you every night. It’s a relief to find out you’re real and not a figment of my imagination to block out trauma.”
I laugh because that’s exactly something he’d say. “Florence said you don’t know who I am. I hope to change that.”
“Same. I hate not having all my memories, especially ones I’m expecting to be pleasant once they’re all back.”
“They should be.” I can’t remember one bad memory between us.
“Tell me about us, Wick.”
The request throws me off-guard. “You’re my little witch that lights up my world with your smiles and curiosity. We’re stronger than this memory lock, I know it. We may be different people now, but I know in my heart we’re meant to be.”
“I think so, too.” And that grin I cherish so much graces his perfect face.
“Did you look through everything I sent you?”
“Not yet.” He leans in and whispers into the receiver. “They’re all watching me. I gave Pike a big bag for you and he snorted. Lark said he has something I need to know, but I had to see if I could talk to you first. We’ll get through this, okay? Nothing can keep us apart now, okay? Call me or text me any time. I’m working on my grandmother. I gave her an ultimatum. If she doesn’t drop the barrier, I’m telling the coven what she did.”
“Sold her soul,” I whisper.
“Exactly. Are you going to the masquerade party?”
“I wasn’t, but I am now, if you’re going.”
“I’ll fucking be there, Wick, with bells on. Okay, maybe not with bells on. That could be annoying.” Another heart-stoppinggrin. “I need to go talk to Lark so they can bring you my goodies. Do you wanna stay on the line?”
“If you’re okay with it.” I never want to let him go.
