Spellbound Magic: An Urban Fantasy Action Adventure (The Witches of Pressler Street Book 3) by Martha Carr & Michael Anderle

Spellbound Magic: An Urban Fantasy Action Adventure (The Witches of Pressler Street Book 3) by Martha Carr & Michael Anderle

Author:Martha Carr & Michael Anderle [Carr, Martha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2020-01-27T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Seventeen

Chuck laughed as he and Nickie stepped off the sidewalk on Colorado Street toward the office building’s front doors. “Okay, babe. Tone it down on the nervous smile, huh?”

“What nervous smile?” Nickie peeled her lips back to expose all her teeth in more of a silent snarl.

Her boyfriend snorted and pulled the door open. “Sure, pretend like you don’t know what I’m talking about. I’ve never seen you this—”

“This what?” Chuck held the door open for her and they entered the lobby. “What do I look like right now?” Just to mess with him, she widened her eyes and forced herself not to blink.

“Honestly, you look like you’re about to be put on trial for murder or something. This is a good meeting, remember?” He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close for a sideways hug. “This is all about you being awesome, Nickie. About being the best at what you do. Man.” With a quick glance at the ceiling, he blinked and shook his head. “And I seriously mean the best.”

“Well, you’re the guy who set this whole thing up, so I guess I just have to take your word for it.” She grinned at him as they stopped in front of the elevators and pressed the call button.

“I wouldn’t have been able to do that if you hadn’t been rocking Austin’s socks off for the last six months.”

“Eight, actually. I think.”

Chuck smiled, drew her toward him, and planted a hard kiss on her lips. “See? You’re running the show, babe. I’m just making sure everything in the background does what it needs to do so you can blow us all away.”

Smiling, Nickie rested her head on his shoulder and slipped her arm around his waist. I need to blow that escaped witch-killer away. That’s what I need to do. After this meeting. The elevator doors opened, and they stepped inside. She turned to reach for the floor buttons and paused. “Which one is it, again?”

“Seven.”

The number seven lit up under her finger, and as the doors closed, she stared at the screen counting up the floors. Chuck slipped his fingers through hers and gave them a little squeeze. “You already know Dave. You already know he wants to sign you. That’s what we’re here for. Nothing’s gonna mess that up, got it?”

Nickie raised her eyebrows. “You know, I like the way you pep-talk. Can I sign you on as my personal cheerleader, too?”

He cupped her cheek. “Naw. That’s free.” He kissed her again, slow and passionate and the exact opposite of the one from seven floors below. Nickie let herself breathe him in, and then she let go of being nervous because she just didn’t have room to hold onto that and grab two fistfuls of Chuck’s hair. His back thumped against the wall of the elevator, his hands slipping up the back of her t-shirt. The ding and whispering hush of the elevator doors sliding open stopped them from doing more.

Nickie let out a low laugh and bit his bottom lip.



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