Sinfully Spellbound (Spells That Bind Book 1) by Lawson Cassandra

Author:Lawson, Cassandra [Lawson, Cassandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-01-24T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty

Allie

With Dylan’s hand on my cheek, I found it impossible to speak. There was so much desperation and confusion in his question that I had no idea what to say. I didn’t even know if he really wanted an answer.

The pounding on the door was not a welcome interruption when I felt like something big was happening, but I was probably late getting back from my break, so Marcos was likely mad at me again.

“Damn!” I said, pulling away from Dylan. “That must be Marcos. He’ll assume we’re in here fooling around when I’m supposed to be working. Of course, he was almost right.”

“Marcos is an asshole,” Dylan muttered as he turned to snatch his shirt down from the security camera. Luckily, part of it was dangling so he could reach it without too much effort.

“You’re right about him being an asshole,” I agreed. “In this case, he’s probably got a right to be mad. He is paying me to help customers, not mess around with my boyfriend.”

Dylan had just slipped his shirt back on, and he was grinning from ear to ear.

“Why are you suddenly in such a good mood?” I asked cautiously.

“You just called me your boyfriend,” he said and came over to kiss me on the nose.

“I did not,” I argued before realizing he was right. “Fine,” I said, throwing my hands up in the air. “You win, we’re dating. Just don’t be surprised when I start getting death threats from the other single witches.”

As I reached for the door, Dylan caught my arm and gave me one quick kiss before letting me go. “I’m sorry about making you late getting back from your break, but I’m really glad we had this talk. I know you’re afraid I’ll hurt you, and I appreciate you giving me a chance to prove I won’t.”

“You’d better not,” I warned with a playful smile, despite the fact that I was freaking out a little on the inside.

Marcos had pounded on the door some more while we talked, and I wasn’t sure if he’d be outside the door or in his office getting the key to the room. I found him leaning against the wall outside the room with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

“You have a client, Al,” Marcos said in a bored tone. “While I understand your warlock is enjoying that addictive pussy of yours, you have a job to do, and he’s not paying to fuck you tonight.”

Marcos had spoken low enough that Dylan hadn’t heard him, which was a good thing because I really didn’t want Dylan to beat the hell out of Marcos. Actually, that was a lie. I did want him to beat the hell out of Marcos, but it was still a bad idea. I couldn’t blame Dylan for his hatred of Marcos. It took a lot of effort to avoid snapping at Marcos, and I’d had more experience dealing with him.

“Which room?” I asked.

“Red room,” Marcos said.

I nodded and made my way to the red room.

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