Magic of the Wood House by Cassandra Gannon

Author:Cassandra Gannon
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Fantasy
Publisher: Star Turtle Publishing
Published: 2014-01-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

There is little of human interest in a storm; it is an absorbing element. You may see flame and smoke, and hurrying men, and human passion at a great conflagration; but they are all earthly and nothing more.

Haskell’s Account of the Battle of Gettysburg

Christmas Morning

“You want some…? Uh…” Sullivan stared inside his refrigerator, hopelessly hoping that something edible would magically appear behind the jar of mustard and the carton of expired milk. As usual, magic was missing in action, so he had to make do. “Some --uh-- cookie dough?”

His cousin Melanie had brought over tons of the stuff when they’d trimmed the tree. Christmas cookies and decorating went hand-in-hand, but it was kind of a stretch for a breakfast food. Sullivan didn’t have many other options, though.

He held it up so Teja could see the tube over the edge of the door. “It’s chocolate chip.”

She didn’t even look his way. “I’m fine.”

Since they’d gotten up that morning, Teja had been even moodier than usual. Call it a wild guess, but Sullivan was betting that she regretted sleeping with him.

Huge fucking shock.

He could’ve told her it was a mistake. In fact, he had told her. It pissed him off that he’d somehow disappointed her, but he wasn’t surprised. He’d suspected from the beginning that Teja had wanted some mysterious, unexplained, Cult-y something from sex and that she wouldn’t find it with him. How could she, when he was just a human? Sullivan had known that everything would go bad as soon as they tried the “Phazing” thing and she realized he wasn’t an Elemental. He should have worked harder to resist temptation.

But, Jesus, it had been incredible.

Sullivan shook his head and tossed the leftover cookie dough back into the empty fridge. “Alright, look,” he walked through the archway and into the dining room to join her, “do you want to --like-- talk about it?”

Teja was standing in front of the bookcase, staring at the stacks of comic books on the shelves. “There’s nothing to talk about.” She said quietly.

“Is that some kind of girl-code that means I fucked up?”

“No. It means that I already know what I have to do, so there’s no sense in dragging it out.” She pulled free a well-worn graphic novel, flipping through the pages. “This is the only piece of you in this whole house.” She murmured. “Everything else you hide.”

Sullivan shifted uncomfortably. His house looked bland because he’d never cared about it enough to decorate. It wasn’t where he belonged. On some level, he’d always known that.

“I grew up reading about superheroes.” He muttered, wanting to talk about something else. His gaze skimmed over the haphazard piles of Batman, Green Lantern, Thor, and Ghost Rider. “I should sell these. They’re probably worth a fortune.”

“Except you won’t.” Teja said and she was right. “What do you like about them?”

I want to believe in magic and they’re as close as I can get.

Sullivan hesitated, surprised that he’d almost said that out loud.

“Another private question?” She guessed when he remained silent.

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