Sugarplums, Spells & Silver Bells by Ellen Dugan

Author:Ellen Dugan [Dugan, Ellen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Garden Witch Press
Published: 2017-11-03T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

A miserable week and a half had passed since I’d seen or heard from Matthew or Charlie. The days had been busy and long, and my current work day had been capped off by a semi-hysterical bride who’d wanted to change her wedding bouquet at the last moment.

Thanks to the Bridezilla’s demands I ended up working a good hour after we’d closed. However, her bouquet did look better. Now, burgundy ranunculus popped along side the creamy white roses and cedar greenery.

Deliberately, I passed my hand over the bouquet and called on my magick. I linked into the element of earth, and the roses opened up a tad more. Satisfied with how it had finally turned out, I whispered a charm over the bouquet, ensuring that the flowers would hold and stay lovely throughout the wedding day. Finally, I added the bride’s bouquet in the box with the rest of the finished wedding flowers.

With a sigh of relief, I backed out of the cooler, rolled my tired shoulders and began to clean up my work station. Five minutes later, I made my way up the back stairs to my apartment.

Tank came trotting out, stopped and considered me. I shed my coat, tossed it towards a chair and went directly to my fridge. I selected a bottle of wine and poured myself a large glass. Sitting at the kitchen island, I took a sip, sighed, and indulged in a private sulk. The only light in the room was coming from the matching evergreen garlands above the sliding door to the deck and the living room window, and that suited my mood perfectly.

I rubbed my forehead. Now that I was home, I could admit that I missed them. Which was ridiculous, and probably inappropriate. I’d only seen Matthew and Charlie a few times...how could I miss them?

The more I thought about it, maybe it was for the best that I hadn’t seen Matthew for the past ten—eleven days. Because I had no idea what I would’ve said to that man if he had crossed my path. I wasn’t sure what hurt me more...his cavalier dismissal of the Craft, his wide-eyed shock at having it proved to him, or his stubborn refusal to believe that his daughter had any ability.

“First he flirted, then he freaked.” I took another swallow of the wine.

“Meow?” Tank leapt to the island. He walked straight to me and gave me a none too gentle head butt.

I began to laugh when he rubbed his face against mine. “Hey big guy.” I took comfort from my familiar. He sat beside me, leaning against my shoulder, and my stomach began to growl. “So should we heat up leftovers, or order takeout?” I asked him.

Tank’s answer was a deep, throaty purr.

A loud thump on my door had me glancing over my shoulder in surprise. Before I could move to answer it, the door burst open. Ivy Bishop came in carrying a large handled bag. “I knew it!” she cried. “Sitting up here in the dark having a little pity party for yourself.

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