Always Practice Safe Hex: An Enemies to Lovers Witch Romance (Stay a Spell Book 4) by Juliette Cross

Author:Juliette Cross [Cross, Juliette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-05-23T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

~LIVVY~

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The sky was pinkish-orange as the sun slipped beyond the tall trees in Gareth’s backyard. Pizza boxes and to-go drinks from Reginelli’s Pizzeria were still piled on the coffee table. We’d been working quietly on our own after Gareth and I had spent some time brainstorming party favors.

My favorite so far was promo t-shirts we’d sell at cost and buttons we’d give away. The design would be the Blood Moon pack logo which was a howling wolf’s head at the center and the event title Wolves Gone Wild Wet T-shirt Contest and the date.

At first, Willard had butted into the conversation, reminding us that we’d have humans, not just supernaturals showing up at a street party, who would wonder what the title meant. But Gareth quickly explained we’d advertise that the event was sponsored by the Blood Moon pack, and humans would associate the wolf reference to the motorcycle club.

The supernaturals would know the truth of it, and that was what was important. To see werewolves in a friendly, fun manner, dedicating their time for charity. And not going all beast-mode in a wild, screaming crowd.

“And their muscles,” I’d added. “Don’t forget they’re dedicating that too.”

Gareth had frowned but made no further comment. I kept my grinning to a minimum, but I loved poking him. That’s why I’d decided to play my favorite Depeche Mode songs on loop through his Bluetooth speaker.

He hadn’t said a word. No one had in over an hour. But I could see his jaw clenching when “Never Let Me Down Again” came on for the third time. He glared at me, but I simply smiled sweetly back, then returned to my tablet.

He rose and stacked the empty pizza boxes then carried them into the kitchen, while Willard went to the bathroom. When Gareth returned, he had his phone in hand, and he looked like a man on a mission. He sat on the opposite part of the sectional sofa rather than next to me this time then reached over and tapped my phone with his index finger. The music immediately stopped.

How’d he do that?

Then he set his phone on the table and a new song came on. As soon as the opening lines with the craggy voice of Gordon James Gano, the lead singer of the Violent Femmes, came on, I knew what it was. It was an iconic, eighties song of the alternative punk era. Gareth’s demeanor and expression transformed from annoyed to hot, aroused male in a millisecond.

His MacBook remained open at his side not propped on his thigh the way it had been the entire day. He leaned back against the cushion, his hands clasped in his lap, one ankle crossed over the other knee, toe tapping to the swift beat.

He was in a relaxed position of observation, but his body was tense, coiled. And I was the object of his inspection as Gano asked why he couldn’t get just one kiss.

This wasn’t Gareth being defiant and irritated from listening to my music.

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