Fire Burn and Cauldron Bubble, a Paranormal Romance by H.P. Mallory

Author:H.P. Mallory [Mallory, H.P.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2010-07-02T04:00:00+00:00

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Two weeks later and I had a new place to call my own. I couldn’t admit I was completely pleased with my decision—I’d miss being so close to Rand, seeing him every day, eating our meals together. And I was a little jealous that Christa was still his roommate. Not that I thought there would ever be anything between them—I knew Rand’s feelings toward Christa were merely platonic and she’d been happily dating John for a while now. But, still, there was definitely a part of me that would miss Pelham Manor.

So, now, I sat in my very own breakfast room complete with new furniture and a blazing fire in the hearth. Plum returned from the bedroom and crawled into my lap. I petted her in long, languorous strokes as I thought how easy it was to be a cat—what a wonderful and simple life they led. To worry about the occasional mouse interloping in your house, sleep whenever it pleased you and never be concerned with warlocks.

Oh, to be a cat.

It was exactly one week since I’d last seen Trent. He’d been out of town on business, but was due back in a day or so. I couldn’t wait to see him. I’d missed him, which was strange, because I hadn’t thought myself so emotionally attached—something that was exciting but also scared the b'jesus out of me.

The rain had been threatening all day and now it began in earnest, pattering against my slate roof like diamonds falling out of the sky. I curled up on my new sofa and opened a romance novel I’d been meaning to start for a few weeks. I didn’t get through page one before a knock sounded on the door.

I shooed the cat from my lap and wondered who would be calling in the pouring rain. Upon opening the front door, Trent smiled down at me, his white shirt wet and clinging to his muscled chest, his dark hair plastered to his head. My gaze moved down the length of him to the bouquet of roses in his hand. They were soaked too.

“Special delivery for Jolie Wilkins,” he said in a cartoon voice and held up the bouquet. I accepted it and opened the door for him. Once inside, he took hold of me and spun me around, his lips imprisoning mine as soon as my feet touched the ground.

“I missed you,” he groaned in my ear.

“I missed you too.” The truth of it was that I’d counted the hours until his return and had found little diversion in anything else.

“I wanted to take you out tonight a e said with a smile. “Shall we go?”

“Where are you taking me?” I asked, thinking I was still in my loungewear and wouldn’t mind applying a dab of makeup or two.

He shrugged and the grin on his face deepened. I guess this one was going to be a surprise.

“Get your coat. I’ll start the car and get the seats warm for you.” I watched him turn and head back toward his red Mercedes.

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