Summer Magic (The Thorne Witches Book 1) by T.M. Cromer

Author:T.M. Cromer [Cromer, T.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780997532265
Publisher: Fae Press
Published: 2018-04-17T04:00:00+00:00

19

Coop didn’t have time to process what he’d seen before Preston returned with Summer in tow.

“What are you doing here?” she asked as if surprised he’d hung around.

Words refused to come. He had to touch her. Had to make sure she was alive and well. With great care, he cupped her face. The pads of his thumbs traced her sun-tinged cheekbones.

This small woman had taken on the big baddie, attempted a strike that would’ve taken her own life in order to protect him and Morty, and verbally defended Coop against her terrifying father.

“You’re killing me, Summer Thorne,” he said huskily. “Every time I turn around, you are throwing yourself in the path of danger to protect someone. Can you not do that anymore? Please?”

“I can’t promise anything,” she told him. Her seriousness was endearing.

He bit back an amused smile. “You’re wrong, you know.”

She frowned her question.

“I do love you.”

“You don’t need to say—”

Coop cut her off by gently settling his lips on hers. A butterfly kiss. “I love you, Summer.”

“No, you’re just—”

He kissed her again, harder. “I. Love. You.”

Tears flooded her eyes.

A pang of fear struck. “Am I too late?”

She stared, seemingly unable to decide.

A sniffle from somewhere behind him reminded Coop they weren’t alone. “Can we talk somewhere private?”

“That’s mean spirited, Sheriff. This is better than the Hallmark channel,” Autumn inserted.

Coop hung his head and sighed. Her family was killing this for him. “Maybe you can teleport us out of here,” he suggested, hoping she’d take it as an olive branch.

Preston laughed. “Not a good idea, Carlyle. She thought she went to Florida.”

A fiery blush stained Summer’s skin. “He’s right.”

“I don’t care as long as I’m there with you.” Coop brushed back her wild mane of hair.

“Coop developed game,” Autumn crowed.

“Or duct tape. I’d be happy if you could conjure duct tape to shut—”

Summer’s hand flew up to cover his mouth. “She’s more skilled than I am. You might not want to go there.”

“And she’s got a worse temper, too,” Spring added cheerfully.

Running footsteps alerted them to company. Winnie skidded to a halt just inside the room and used the doorframe to halt her forward movement. “What did I miss?”

“I’ll leave you all to fill her in,” Summer said as she walked toward the exit. “I need to check on Morty.”

“The house is protected, sunshine. Not even Alastair can break the wards we put in place,” Preston assured her.

Coop drew to a stop in front of the other man. “I’m assuming a ward is a spell to keep evil out?” When he received confirmation, Coop asked, “Does that include muggles?”

“What the hell is a muggle?” Preston demanded.

Spring giggled. “It’s his way of saying non-witches, Dad.”

“You’re referencing Harry Potter?” Summer asked incredulously.

Coop grabbed her hand and squeezed, but otherwise ignored her question.

Her father nodded. “Yes. It includes non-witches.”

“How does your house determine intent? I mean, I’ve walked in twice with no one around.”

“You obviously never intended the occupants of the house any harm,” the older man said. “We don’t lock the door.

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