Cauldrons and Confessions (Warlocks MacGregor Book 4) by Michelle M. Pillow

Author:Michelle M. Pillow [Pillow, Michelle M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Raven Books LLC
Published: 2017-03-27T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Dar tapped his index finger alongside his temple as he stared at Malina on the bed. Some businessman had been called away suddenly, and the room had become available as Dar pulled into the parking lot. The man had left behind a bottle of unopened whiskey. A knock sounded on the door, and Dar frowned as he leaned to pull back the curtain. A delivery boy stood with a couple of pizza boxes.

He opened the door cautiously, eyeing the parking lot behind the kid.

The delivery boy handed a receipt to Dar. “Large pepperoni extra cheese. Breadsticks. Paid online. All I need is a signature.”

“Don’t mind if I do. I am a bit peckish.” Dar wrote in a sizable tip and scribbled a line across the bottom by way of a signature before handing it back.

“Cool suit, daddy-o.” The kid snapped his fingers at pointed at Dar like he was shooting two finger guns.

“I think those threads are a little dated myself,” Malina said behind him when he closed the door. He hadn’t heard her move. He wasn’t worried. Luck was still with him. Besides, it’s not like she could trick him twice. He knew what she was this time and wouldn’t be falling for her enchantress ways.

“No one asked for your opinion.” Dar turned.

Malina sat at the end of the bed staring at him. Dark circles marred the flesh under her eyes as if she’d not slept for days, even though she’d just been passed out. He tried to ignore any concern that stirred inside him. Everything she did was a manipulation, down to each pitiful look and pretty gesture.

“Old suits, bottom shelf whiskey, pizza, and a cheap hotel room. My how things have changed since the glory days.” She gave a mocking laugh. “Dumb luck not paying the bills like it used to?”

“This is more than a woman like you deserves,” he quipped in return. Damn, she still made his heart beat faster with just a look. He wanted to kiss her as much as he wanted to scream at her. “Did you think I’d splurge for the honeymoon suite?”

If he didn’t know better, he would have thought his words hurt her. She looked away and pretended to study the painted landscape on the wall.

“You can try running if you like,” he offered. “Or try hitting me again. I won’t lift a hand to stop you.”

“No thanks, I’m good.” She held up the hand she’d hit against the wall at the apartment building. “I have a feeling my luck has only gotten worse.”

He tossed the pizza box on the bed next to her. “Eat something. You look horrible.”

“Maybe because someone turned my home into a ghost dance party, my garden into a leprechaun colony, and my dining room into a goblin den,” she answered, even as she flipped open the box.

“Leprechauns were a new one for me. I’m glad you liked it.” He smiled, knowing the look didn’t reach his eyes. All the times he’d thought of revenge,

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