Witches Anonymous Step 1 - Witches Anonymous by Misty Evans

Witches Anonymous Step 1 - Witches Anonymous by Misty Evans

Author:Misty Evans [Evans, Misty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
Publisher: Samhain
Published: 2009-02-24T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter Ten: The Fall

Saturday night, Adam rode up on his Harley, took one look at me standing on the sidewalk in my Eve costume, and nearly crashed the bike into a parked car. “Damn,” he said, staring at my fig leaves. Or possibly lack thereof. “You look…”

“Stunning?” I flipped my long hair, decorated with baby’s breath, over one shoulder. “Even better than the original?”

“Oh, yeah. Much better than the original.” His eyes roamed downward. “You’re all but naked, Ames.”

Unfolding the trench coat I carried, I slipped it on and tied the belt around my waist. I was certainly less naked than I could have been had Keisha not raided the neighborhood florist for artificial ivy branches and daisies. We’d sewn pieces of each, along with the baby’s breath, to the bodysuit in creative ways, and Keisha had braided sections of my hair with the leftovers. I now looked more like a kinky version of Mother Nature than the Mother of Humankind, but at least my butt was covered. The single fig leaf the suit had come with in that area wasn’t big enough to cover an ant’s butt, much less mine.

“Where’s your costume?” I said, carefully fitting a helmet over my tresses.

“Hard to look manly on the Harley in a fig leaf, not to mention, it’s uncomfortable. I’ll change when we get back to the station.”

I eased onto the bike behind him and relished running my hands around to his stomach. Hard and compact, every muscle moved in unison under my fingers as he gunned the bike and we took off for the party.

The Eden firehouse was hopping when we arrived. Romeo and Juliet stood on the sidewalk talking to Marilyn and Joe. Butch and Sundance practiced their gun-drawing skills out front while balancing cups of punch. Music from inside thumped and vibrated into the parking lot.

One side of the station had been converted into a dance floor. Cobwebs and tombstones decorated every corner. The punch on the far table was blood red. As Adam led me through the partygoers, he stopped several times to introduce me to his fellow firefighters. They were so distracted by my natural assets wrapped in ivy and dotted with daisies, most had trouble following a real conversation. Normally, I would have flirted with every man there, but for some reason, I blushed and hung on Adam’s arm instead.

Upstairs, while he changed into his matching costume in his office, I roamed the floor. I wandered through the sleeping area and toyed with the idea of sliding down the fire pole. Being a total klutz and wearing a bodysuit covered with flora seemed like enough reason to nix that idea. No sense in embarrassing myself in front of Bill and Hillary. One never knew when a Cabinet position might open up for a reformed witch.

Leaving the sleeping area behind, I walked down a short, dark hall, past Adam’s office. There were restrooms on one side, and a storage room and water fountain on the other. At the end, flashes of light danced and flickered in bursts from another glass-fronted office.



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