Wedding Bells And Magic Spells Box Set by A R Winters

Author:A R Winters [Winters, A R]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-20T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Before going to meet Jack for our round of mini golf, I made the mistake of asking Kiwi how I looked.

“Big,” he answered.

“BIG!?”

He shrugged his wings. “Everyone’s big compared to me.”

His tone gave me the impression he blamed the rest of the world for not being the same size as him.

I glared at the bird. “Nothing else to contribute?”

He looked at me again. “You look like a cowgirl,” he said. Better than like a cow, I supposed.

“How’s that?”

“You’re wearing jeans. Like a cowboy.”

“What are you, a hundred years old? Everyone wears jeans these days, Kiwi.”

“I don’t,” he said with another shrug.

“Argh!” I yelled and threw a bag of cheese puffs at his head. I’d intended to reward him with them after he said something nice, but he hadn’t, so I tried to punish him with them instead.

He let out a happy cackle when he dodged his head out of the way and snatched the bag with his beak.

“Thank you,” he said with an almost-smirk. It would have been a definite-smirk if his face worked like that, I knew.

“You’re very welcome,” I said with a menacing glare. “I’m off. Wish me luck.”

“Go get ‘em, pardner,” said Kiwi in his best Wild West drawl.

He watched entirely too much television, I decided, and we’d have to work on cutting it down.

I waved my hand at him as I left him to what would no doubt be a marathon of reality television shows and old police procedurals.

Twenty minutes later I’d parked the car in the gravel lot adjoining Pete’s Putt Putt Golf Course, Sequoia Bay’s premiere mini-golf complex. It was also the only one, but that didn’t stop their marketing department from boasting about it.

It was with a nervous walk that I crunched my way across the gravel to the entrance, where from over a hundred yards away I could see Jack waiting for me. And this time it was, definitively, a date. At least I thought so.

“Good afternoon, Aria!” he said when he saw me approaching. This was awkward as I was still about fifty yards away from him and my voice isn’t that loud.

“Hi!” I yelled as I continued to approach, my steps now twice as fast as normal.

“How are you?” his voice boomed across the lot toward me. Didn’t he know you were supposed to wait until we were closer to start the greetings? Apparently, they didn’t cover that in the police academy.

Not wanting to make myself hoarse with shouting, I stuck out my thumb in a positive gesture, but then had to whip it down again when a passing car began to slow, the driver clearly thinking I was looking for a ride.

I was panting by the time I reached him and I was greeted with my next dilemma. Do I go in for a hug and kiss on the cheek, or a handshake? Or perhaps we could just fall in step next to each other as we walked in.

Jack solved this issue by extending his arm, and then grasping me on the shoulder at just the same time I raised my hand to shake his.

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