Death and Divination (Accidental Witches Book 3) by Debra Dunbar & Love Spells

Author:Debra Dunbar & Love Spells [Dunbar, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Ophelia

I had the dream again. This time I awoke to find Nash bent over me, his hands on my shoulders. Without a second thought, I sat up in bed and held him tight. And as the vision receded, I realized that all I had on was a tank top and some underwear, and that I was pressed against Nash’s bare chest.

It was a really nice chest. Lean and muscular with just a sprinkling of hair in all the right places. I placed my palm flat over his heart, feeling his pecs jump under my touch. Then, easing back from him, I trailed my fingers down his chest, over taut abs to the waistband of his pants.

And just like that, the nightmare was gone because I was thinking that we needed to go shopping. Nash had only this one outfit, and he’d need more clothes as well as some nice pajama bottoms. I wondered if he was a boxer or a brief guy. I’d ask him, but I could guarantee one hundred percent that his answer would be, “I don’t know.”

“You had a nightmare?” he asked, wrapping an arm around my waist and scooting me closer.

I shuddered, the images coming back in full color to my mind. “I’ve been having this dream lately, but I can’t interpret it. Each vision I get another piece of the puzzle, but I worry that by the time I figure it out, it will be too late.”

“A prophecy of doom, then?” He leaned forward and nuzzled my neck. Suddenly blood on oleander leaves was the last thing on my mind.

“Yes,” I breathed, less because I was answering his question in the affirmative and more because I wanted him to continue trailing little kisses down my neck and across my collarbone like he was doing. “Part of the vision already came true—me on a mountaintop, making a decision where either path led to death.”

The kissing stopped. “Last night. Either Sylvie’s death or mine. But we weren’t on a mountaintop. We were in your eldest sister’s house.”

“A lot of what happens in a vision is symbolic,” I told him. “The hard part is deciding what is symbolic and what is literal. Then interpreting the symbols…. The mountaintop I think meant this was a momentous decision—the choice of Sylvie’s physical death or your death as a reaper.” I snuggled against his chest. “Did you sleep well?”

“It’s the first time I’ve ever slept. I do feel energized, so I’m guessing I did sleep well.” He ran a hand down my back. “After a few hours, I woke and spent the rest of the night reading everything in your house and watching television. Do you know your cable channel has explicit sexual content after midnight? If you have a hot tub and a few willing female friends, I can recreate some of the episodes.”

I laughed, lifting my head to look at him. “First, that’s pay-per-view, so I hope you didn’t run up hundreds of dollars in porn on my cable bill.

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