Steeped to Death by Gretchen Rue

Author:Gretchen Rue
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CROOKED LANE BOOKS

Chapter Twenty-Eight

I had plenty to think about when Rich and I walked out of the restaurant, and a huge part of me wanted to go home, brew up a pot of Eudora’s Slumber Party, a chamomile blend with valerian in the mix to help send you off to dreamland. But as we left the diner, I notice the little new age shop down the block still had its open sign lit.

“I appreciate the dinner and your giving me a little food for thought as well,” I said.

“Puns. Oh, Phoebe, I was really starting to have a little crush on you until you used a pun.”

I arched a brow at him, trying very hard not to giggle like a fourteen-year-old at his use of the word crush. “I’m sorry, if you can’t appreciate a good pun—and that one was actually entirely unintentional—but if you’re anti-pun, this thing between us would never work out.”

Rich smirked. “I’m sure I could learn to like a little word play.”

He stared at me, and a warm breeze shifted my hair. He reached out and pushed one of the long dark strands back behind my ear, and for a moment I was absolutely sure he was going to kiss me. My pulse hammered and I considered making a run for it, but then he let his hand drop and stepped back a few inches.

I was equal parts disappointed and relieved. I hadn’t kissed anyone, or even thought about kissing anyone, since my divorce, and I wasn’t sure I should start with someone I had recently believed might literally be capable of murder. I also hadn’t kissed anyone but Blaine in a decade and honestly wasn’t sure I’d be very good at it anymore.

“Do you want me to walk you home?” Rich asked.

“My car is at the store, still.”

“Then do you want to walk me home?”

My gaze darted to the new age shop, New Moon. I had no way to know if they were real witches or if they could answer any questions about what had happened to me earlier, but if there was even the slightest chance they could help me, I didn’t want to wait another minute longer.

“I think I’m actually going to go check out that shop over there. I’ve been working late every day to get the Earl opened, and I haven’t seen any of the other stores in town yet.”

“You need some crystals and incense at six?” A smirk played at the corner of his mouth.

“Maybe they have some sage so I can do a little cleansing ritual of all the bad vibes around the shop.”

He held his hand over his heart, pretending to be wounded. “Ouch.”

“Hey, if you hear bad vibes and immediately assume I’m talking about you, that sounds like a you problem,” I countered.

“Fair play, fair play. Well at least let me walk you over there.”

I wanted to argue that it was only a hundred feet away, but if I protested too much, we’d bypass flirting and go right into rejection, and I really didn’t want to do that.

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