Alchemic Love by Cate Lawley

Author:Cate Lawley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cate Lawley

Chapter 3

“Help me with my coat?” Bedivere asked after he’d stowed his mini-vacuum.

That was the cost of beautiful, fitted tailoring, but as she pulled his suit jacket from his broad shoulders, she couldn’t complain. Because yum.

But it only got better, because while Bedivere in a suit was one thing, Bedivere in a slim-fit button-down was, ah, nice. She wouldn’t let her mind move past nice. Nice worked just fine. Oh, so fine…

Bedivere cleared his throat.

At which point she realized she was still holding his jacket, and maybe, just possibly, smelling it. Because he smelled lovely, and his jacket, warm from his body, held traces of his scent. A clean, soapy smell with a hint of citrus and mint.

She looked up with a guilty start. “Are you sure you didn’t make a mistake and create some kind of aphrodisiac instead?” And as soon as the words left her lips, she could feel the tinge of warmth on her cheeks.

This time, his chuckle was low and intimate. “I most certainly did not.” He started to roll up his sleeves, exposing muscular forearms. He gestured to a clear area near a small sink and a Bunsen burner. “After you.”

She perched on a stool nearby, because if he thought she was fetching and carrying for him while he worked, then he could think again. Although after what had happened with his love potion, maybe he wasn’t expecting that. She recalled being clumsy and awkward around him when they’d first met so many years ago, but she hadn’t been in a long time. This truly had been a twist of fate.

“What has you frowning now?” He glanced down at the notes he’d started. “I’m working on an antidote. That is what you wanted.”

She shook her head. “Yes, of course. I’m not frowning.”

Except she had been and still was. Because she couldn’t stop thinking about all that initial awkwardness. How nervous she’d been around him. Bedivere was quite a bit older than her. He was that Bedivere, the knight, the hero, the legend. Not many knew his history, but Glenda had found out shortly after they’d begun a…flirtation. That was all it had been. Certainly. It couldn’t have been more, because he was the Bedivere.

In retrospect, her awe had been unwarranted. Now she knew the man behind the legend. Kind-hearted, patient, annoyingly self-assured. And it wasn’t like he suited up in his knightly armor and slew dragons these days. He’d adapted to modern life. Thrived, even. He worked with the witches’ council and ran at least one business that she knew of.

That awkwardness, the clumsiness she’d felt around him, had faded eventually, and they’d been left as they were now. Comfortable. He was to some degree her boss, but only so far as the council was concerned, and that work was a small portion of her life. When they did work together, they did so with ease. They made quite a good team.

“What are you thinking?” He’d retrieved several items from the shelves lining the lab as she’d wallowed in ancient history and lost possibilities.

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