The Legacy: The Weight of Magic, Episode 2 by Lana Melyan

Author:Lana Melyan [Melyan, Lana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-10T16:00:00+00:00

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After Nathan drove me home, I called Gran and told her I was back and I was fine. Then I texted to Connie, I overslept, replying to her dozen messages about where I was, and what happened, and why the hell I wasn’t answering.

After a warm, refreshing shower, I went to the kitchen. The last thing I had eaten was some salad the day before at the Grill, and my stomach wasn’t happy about that. I opened the fridge and pulled everything out of it I needed to make a big, fat sandwich. While making it, I got three more messages from Connie.

With my sandwich and a glass of orange juice, I settled on the couch. I grabbed my phone and answered Connie’s last question about my plans for today.

Finally start watching The Umbrella Academy.

I sent the message and turned on the TV. Ten minutes later, with my plate and glass empty and my head heavy, I dropped onto the cushion.

“Well,” I heard a voice say, “I see you binged three episodes.”

I opened my eyes, and looked up.

“Connie?”

“Sorry to interrupt,” she said, picking up the controller and pressing pause. “But I don’t like spoilers.”

“I fell asleep,” I moaned, turning on my back. “Damn hangover.” I heaved myself up and leaned on the cushions.

“What?” Connie dropped down at the other end of the couch. “You got drunk?” She frowned. “I thought you said you two needed to talk, come up with a plan.”

“We did. We talked, and it was intense. There was a lot to take in, and Nathan offered a drink to relax. But then . . .” I paused, staring at her.

“Then what?” Connie asked, staring back.

“Then I woke up in his bed,” I mumbled.

Connie’s eyebrows jumped up, and she opened her mouth. For a few seconds I waited for the words to come out, but they never did.

“Connie, nothing happened.” I grinned. “You can close your mouth now and take a breath.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course I’m sure. We’re just friends. He would never do such a thing.”

“Thank God.” She released a sigh of relief. “But please, stop with this we’re friends crap. He’s not a be friends with type of guy. He’s a have sex with type of guy. I just didn’t want it to happen when you were unconscious.”

“You’re right. He is very attractive, and it’s easy to fall for him, but to him . . . Maybe to him it’s the opposite. Maybe to him I’m just a be friends with type. Who knows what his type is? And maybe he’s been in love, or still is, with someone else. And to him I’m a fulfill the mission with type.”

“Come on. Have you seen you?” Connie rolled her eyes. “Everyone wants one of you, and you know that. Sometimes I wish I was a lesbian just so I could have sex with you.”

“Oh, for God’s sake, Connie,” I chortled. “You need to shut up now.”

“Did you find out how old he is?”

“He’s twenty-two,” I said, teasing her.

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