Passion's Fire (Passion Moon 2): (A Shifter, Supernatural Romance) by Jordan Renee

Author:Jordan, Renee [Jordan, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2015-08-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven: Little Black Dress

“We need to go shopping!” Penny squealed. “To celebrate just how awesome you are!”

I giggled, nodding my head, still buzzing from the thrill of dominating and sending the mangy pack of werecoyotes scampering off.

“We were going shopping anyway, Penny.”

“So? Now it's even more amazing. Ooh, wow, you are an awesome witch, Kotie. You didn't even flinch when he charged you.”

“It was well done, Kotie,” Ms. Maggie said.

I turned to see her leaning against the kitchen door. She had a proud, mama-bear smile on her face.

“You watched?”

“The whole thing.” Miss Maggie stomped over and wrapped me up in a fierce hug. “To think that scarred, half-starved girl that walked in a not even a week ago would blossom so fast...”

“Thanks,” I said, a few tears forming in my eyes. Her hug was just like my momma's. I felt like a five-year-old girl again.

“Thank you kindly for everythin' you've done for me, Miss Maggie.”

“Don't give it no mind,” Miss Maggie shrugged. “As I said, the Lord put us here to help one another. Remember that.”

“I will,” I nodded my head.

“Well, your shift's over, and I expect Penny back in an hour.” Miss Maggie fixed the plump witch a tight gaze. “You hear that, missy?”

“Yes, Miss Maggie,” Penny nodded before grabbing my hand. “Come on, Evelyn's Treasures is just up the street. I know she'll have a dress for you.”

I was excited to buy a gorgeous dress. Tomorrow night was the Policeman's Ball. I couldn't wait to dress all pretty and dance with Forrest. I grabbed my purse from behind the bar and followed Penny out of the roadhouse. Her small pickup truck was parked in the gravel lot, a red ford with a few dents and muddy tires.

The drive to Evelyn's Treasures only took a few minutes. It was up the main drag from the Moon Tear Roadhouse. Penny parked on the street, her tire bouncing up on the curb as she pulled into a gap between two cars. I gasped, her shocks badly creaking as the tire bounced back onto the road, rocking the cab back and forth.

Penny giggled at me, not caring at all how she had bounced me about, and bailed out of her truck. I ripped my squeaky door open and piled out after her. I stepped down onto the sidewalk and followed her; Penny was positively dancing as she strutted into the store.

Evelyn's Treasures was filled with clothes—bright and colorful, somber and dark, and everything in between. Most of it was daily wear, a large collection of jeans and outdoor clothes, but there were cute blouses and fun tops hanging on circular racks and an entire wall of shoes. I admired the collection of cowboy boots as we moved farther back.

“She always has a few nicer dresses in the back,” Penny said. “Now they might not be the latest styles from New York, but they're just fine for out here.”

“Well, I'm not one for keeping up with the newest styles. So long as I take Forrest's breath away, then that's good enough.

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