Witch Tease by Cindy Keen Reynders

Author:Cindy Keen Reynders
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Solstice Publishing
Published: 2019-12-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Lizzie entered her room and closed the door. She leaned against the carved wood entrance, took a deep breath, and mentally prepared herself for yet one more delay.

Participating in a purification ceremony.

It seemed like a huge waste of time. If this magical harp, Uaithne, was so perceptive, wouldn’t it simply know how desperately she and Kincaid needed its help to rescue her coven from the banshees?

When she envisioned her family and coven being held hostage, it chilled her to the bone. She cursed her inability to get rid of the banshees without Kincaid’s help.

Nature spirits, protect my clan as they suffer in limbo.

As if worrying about the trouble back home wasn’t enough, something new now taunted her. She considered the way Cait had eyed Kincaid, as though undressing him with her eyes. The beautiful princess had given him the appreciative glance a woman would bestow upon her lover. Angry heat lanced through her chest, and envy stirred in her belly.

Part of her insisted she shouldn’t care. So what if Kincaid had a fling with Princess Cait long ago? It was none of her business. Still, another part of her prickled with resentment.

“Stinking bat’s breath, am I jealous?”

Cheeks burning, she decided she’d better leave the concept dead and buried where it belonged. Kincaid didn’t want her. Besides, they came from two completely different worlds. They were too different, and he’d made it clear he’d never settle down or change the way he led his life.

Quit dawdling.

Crossing the room, which held a bed, a dresser, and comfortable wing chairs, she reached the wardrobe. She pressed her hand against the highly polished wood carved with intricate rosettes and curlicues. Someone had put a lot of love into making this piece of furniture. Opening the double doors, she spotted a silken white robe covered with golden embroidered Celtic circles. On the cupboard floor rested a pair of matching slippers.

Lizzie reached for one and examined it. The pattern seemed familiar. She recalled seeing it on scarves, blankets, and other items when she and her family lived in Scotland. The golden circles were sacred. They represented balance and symbolized the four elements; earth, water, fire, and air.

“I hope this doesn’t take long,” Lizzie murmured to the empty room. It was bad enough they couldn’t leave until tomorrow. The idea of a long, boring ordeal did not appeal to her.

Quickly, she removed her soiled clothing and boots, then slipped on the robe. As she belted the sash, she placed her feet inside the slippers. The entire outfit felt heavenly, and the soft material moved against her skin with a luxuriant sensation.

“Mmm,” she said, closing her eyes in order to savor the moment. She thought about Kincaid in the next room getting ready. She imagined his broad shoulders and his muscled abdomen. She recalled his gentle love making, and how his mouth pressed against hers with each amazing kiss.

Her nerve endings flared with electric sparks, and an ache spread through her stomach. It was wrong to want him, nevertheless, she longed to be in his arms.

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