A taste of magic by Tracy Madison

Author:Tracy Madison [Tracy Madison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: SF
ISBN: 9780505528100
Published: 2009-02-24T09:13:25+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“Thanks for coming over, Lizzie. I don’t think I can handle seeing him alone,” Alice said as she paced her living room. My sister was normally pale, as both of us were blessed with skin a tad warmer than a bottle of Wite-Out, but today, there was literally no color in her face. And the dark purple blouse she wore didn’t help her washed out complexion.

“What did Troy say when he called?”Clasping her hands together, she stopped in front of me. “Just that he needed to see me and to please not say no.”

“Well, maybe this is a good thing.” Could the spell be causing this? I didn’t know. It sure seemed to be manifesting quickly. “I’m glad you phoned. Sit down, Alice, you look like you’re going to fall over.”

Sighing, she scooted into a chair and clasped and unclasped her hands repeatedly. “I don’t know if I want to see him.”

“Nah, it’s good you said yes. Closure is important.” Points to Tiffany for that. She’d nailed that one, even if I hated admitting it.

Alice snorted. “Yeah, right. Have you had closure with Marc yet?”

“Not completely, but I did go see him yesterday.”

“Really? What brought that on?”

Glad to give her something else to focus on, I related the story of running into Marc at Dominick’s Grocery and then visiting him at his office. I didn’t mention the loan—or the magic.

“I don’t understand why you apologized to him. You had every right to run out like that.”

“Because I don’t want him to think he gets to me that way. It gives him too much strength.” Close enough to the truth, at least as far as I was concerned.

“That makes sense. So, this is kind of the same thing, right? By agreeing Troy could come over, I’m showing I’m not afraid of him.”

“Exactly. Plus, he can’t pull anything stupid because I’m here with you.”

A sharp knock snagged Alice’s attention. “Shit,” she whispered. “He’s here.”

“Calm down. I’ll get it.”

The man on the other side of the door didn’t live up to my expectations. Instead of looking like the slimy dirtball he was, Troy Bellamy was average height, average build, average everything. If I’d met him under different circumstances, I’d think he looked like a nice guy. Note to self: work on instincts.

Though, he didn’t appear to be comfortable. His brown hair was plastered to his head, and his skin had a glossy sheen to it, as if he’d been sweating—a lot—and his cheeks were a smidgen too red.

His dark eyes skittered over my shoulder. “I’m looking for Alice.”

“She’s here. I’m her sister. Come in.”

He crossed in front of me and moved through the dining room. I followed him but stayed to the side, where I could see everything. I wanted to be there for Alice, but in a subtle way.

Alice stood and crossed her arms. Pride made me smile. So much better to stand up rather than let him tower over her.

“Hi, Troy. I was surprised to hear from you.”

“Yeah, well. Look, this isn’t easy.

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