The Accidental Familiar by Dakota Cassidy

Author:Dakota Cassidy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Book Boutiques
Published: 2018-11-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

“Ghostbusters?” Poppy asked, only half joking. If there was a crisis group for newly minted paranormals, why couldn’t there really be a group who busted ghosts?

But January didn’t laugh, and neither did Calamity nor Rick, which didn’t bode well, she suspected. “I need to do some research on the obscure, but while I do, I want you to promise never to stray far from anyone. You can’t be alone with this entity.”

“Done deal,” Poppy agreed, hoping she didn’t sound desperate and petrified, even if she really was.

But the doctor gripped her hands harder. “I mean it, Poppy. Keep someone with you at all times until I figure this out. This isn’t something to play with. You need someone who can help, or at least call for help if it attacks again. The ladies are tough as nails, don’t get me wrong, but this doesn’t just require brawn. It requires a spell or a summoning, or… I’m not sure. Something stronger than I’ve got, that’s for sure. Are we clear?”

“She won’t have to worry about that, January. I’ll stay close.” As if to prove his good intentions, Rick wrapped an arm around Poppy, pulling her to his side.

“Okay?” January asked again, peering into her eyes.

Poppy nodded outwardly, but on the inside, the inside not torn up by this aura she’d puked, she was terrified. “Okay.”

Squeezing her fingers one last time, January rose, smoothing her skirt. “I need a laptop from someone, please.”

“And coffee, I’ve no doubt, Mistress January,” Arch, Johnny-on-the-spot as always, offered.

She smiled and gripped his upper arm, running an affectionate hand over his battered ascot. “You’re a prince among men, Arch. Yes, please. Coffee is necessary if I’m going to keep my eyes open.”

Arch and January scurried off into the kitchen, picking their way over the strewn throw pillows and overturned end table.

“Calamity? Ladies? Let’s see how we can aid January,” Wanda suggested, giving Poppy’s head a stroke of her hand before she left for the kitchen as well.

Nina chucked her under the chin. “Jesus, that was something. All that green and yellow puke comin’ out of your mouth like some freight train bound for hell. And look at you—still walkin’ and talkin’. You’re the shit, kiddo.”

Green and yellow puke certainly was a testament to one's constitution. She grabbed Nina’s wrist and squeezed. “Thanks for catching me. I owe you one.”

“You owe me shit. Glad I was there,” she muttered before taking her leave to join everyone else, so clearly uncomfortable with praise.

When it was just she and Rick left, the silence didn’t become as uncomfortable as she’d thought it would after their conversation about Yash. Instead, he kept his arm around her and pulled her back to lean against him.

“Was it really green and yellow?”

“I think there was some red in there, too. But I can’t be sure. It all happened in a split second of sound and color.”

“You think anyone thought to YouTube it?”

His laughter rumbled deep in his wide chest. “Feel like that might create some widespread panic, you know?”

Relaxing, Poppy inhaled a soothing breath.

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