The Seven Year Witch by Melinda DuChamp

Author:Melinda DuChamp [DuChamp, Melinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2016-06-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five – Love and Tenderness

Marilyn was exhausted and shaky and sore all over by the time she and Charley decided they should probably take a break and go out for breakfast. And electrolytes. The streets of New York were quiet, the sunrise just starting to glow around the skyscrapers. She’d thrown her dress back on, but unable to find her panties, she’d gone out bare down below, and now the silky skirt swirled and swished around her legs in such a delicious way, she was toying with the idea of skipping breakfast and going back to horsing around, despite the fact that she was ravenously hungry.

Charley held her hand as they walked down the sidewalk. “Do you want me to let you in on a Shifter secret?”

“I’m intrigued. Of course.”

“Shifters mate for life.”

“Oh, no!” Marilyn could see where this was going. “Don’t tell me. You’re married. I knew this was too good to be true.”

“I’m not married. But you think this is good?”

“Engaged?”

“No. Back up. That’s not why I’m telling you this. Not that kind of secret. It’s a good kind of secret.”

“Shifters mating for life isn’t really a secret, Charley.”

“Maybe not, but this is.” He gave her a conspiratorial smile. “We can smell our forever mates.”

“That sounds gross.”

He held up his hands, palms out. “It’s not. Hear me out.”

Marilyn nodded for him to proceed.

“What did you smell when you were riding in the carriage?”

“Ah, bad burrito farts.”

Charley’s expression fell. “Really?”

“Yeah. I think your driver might have had lunch with a salesperson at Tiffany’s. Next time, tell him that tuna is best eaten with a delicate, lovingly prepared sauce.”

“Will do.”

“Why did you ask what I smelled?”

“Because to me, you smell like alfalfa and honeycrisp apples.”

“I do?”

He leaned close and scooped in a deep, deep breath. “Yeah, you do.”

Then he kissed her, tentatively at first, like a horse nibbling the most tender of grass shoots, then harder, hungrier. His tongue moved over hers, teasing and probing, then delved deeper. Taking. Claiming.

Marilyn moaned deep in her throat and pressed against his hard body. She wasn’t sure if this incredible feeling was coming from him or her or both of them, but it was so delicious, she wanted it to never stop.

“So what do I smell like?” he said, still kissing her lips, her chin, her neck.

“Um, horse.”

Charley jolted back and stared at her. His eyebrows turned down at the edges, and he looked as if he might cry. “Really?”

Marilyn took another deep breath. “Yes. Why?”

“I thought… I hoped…”

“What’s wrong, Charley?”

“Shifters can find their fated mates by smell. Pheromones, you know?”

“That’s why I smell like hay and apples? Because that smells wonderful to you? And I’m your forever mate?” Marilyn knew it was a little early to be talking about mates and forever, but she felt kind of giddy at the idea anyway.

“Yes. That’s how it works. At least, that’s how I always heard it’s supposed to work. But to you, I smell like horse. So I must be wrong. Or something is goofed up.

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