Descension by Burgess B. C

Author:Burgess, B. C. [Burgess, B. C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-04-04T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

March 1988—Virginia

The moist grass reflected the sunlight filtering through a partly cloudy sky, and Aedan lounged on his coven’s lawn, celebrating his nineteenth birthday. He was surrounded by family, friends and the woman he’d been dating—Medea Blair of the Blair/Casey community, located about two hundred miles away.

A pretty witch with a sociable personality, Medea was used to attention from men, and she’d held Aedan’s for two dates, both of which ended with a polite kiss on her hand. Most wizards would have sealed the deal at that point, if not sooner, but Aedan was restless when it came to women and only stopped to savor them on occasion, usually finding they weren’t the flavor he was looking for.

No, he didn’t intend to ask Medea out a third time, let alone seal the deal, so when she invited herself to his birthday party, he only agreed out of politeness. As he watched her cozy up to his family, he regretted his consent. It was time to cut her loose.

He scanned the straw colored highlights in her shoulder-length brown hair then slid his gaze down her slender cheeks, watching her defined lips chat with one of his friends. Her eyes were like warm honey—amber in the dark, yellow in the light. And it was that alone that led to their first date. Aedan was confident it would lead her to another, but with a different wizard.

When Medea caught Aedan watching her, she beamed, apparently misjudging his stare for one of fondness. “Are you enjoying your party?” she asked, scooting closer.

“Yes,” he answered, looking away. “You?”

“I always enjoy myself when I’m with you.”

Aedan’s stomach churned and tightened. “I’m glad you’re having a good time.”

“We should fly to the beach when the party ends,” she suggested. “Just you and me.”

Aedan watched a bird soar through the clearing as he considered his response. “I doubt we’ll have time. You know how these things go. It could be dawn before the last man falls over.”

“Yeah,” she laughed. “I guess you’re right. How about tomorrow? I could stay the night.”

Aedan hated lying, but unless he wanted to cause a scene, there was no way around it. Hopefully his aura wouldn’t give him away. “I’m busy tomorrow.”

Medea’s expression fell then brightened. “How about Sunday?”

“I don’t know what’s going on Sunday,” Aedan dodged. “We’ll have to wait and see.”

Medea slid her fingers to his hair, and the knot in his stomach squirmed. “I need a refill,” he mumbled, jumping to his feet. Then he walked away, not giving her a chance to invite herself along.

Aedan avoided Medea the rest of the evening, but she noticed and stuck close, growing increasingly worried with every evasive move he made. By the time the party wound down, she was practically attached to him, and her eyes were pleading loud enough for anyone to hear.

In contrast to his eighteenth birthday party, Aedan stayed sober, determined to keep his common sense. It would be an unpleasant experience—waking up the following morning with her raptly staring at him.

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