Enchanting Blend by Kennedy Layne

Author:Kennedy Layne [Layne, Kennedy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction, Cozy, Paranormal, Mystery
ISBN: 9781943420667
Publisher: Kennedy Layne Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2018-12-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“Leo, get back here right now,” I whispered forcefully, not wanting anyone hanging outside of the bathroom to hear me and assume I was talking to myself. Everyone already thought the Marigolds were a little off their rockers, and I certainly didn’t want to confirm their suspicions. “Leo?”

I called out to him four more times, but all I got in return was continued silence.

Fudgsicles and pop tarts.

Leo was trying to prove his point, and now I was left to my own devices.

Fine.

He could stuff his pipe and smoke it.

If that’s the way Leo wanted to play this game, then I would continue with the plan Heidi and I had put into place from the onset—find Norman Palmer’s wallet before ringing in the New Year with our dates.

I took a brief second to look into the mirror to make sure my lipstick hadn’t smeared before smoothing a loose strand of black hair back into place. With a quick brush of the counter with a paper towel to wipe away any evidence of Leo’s presence, I was good to go.

“Oh! I’m so sorry,” I exclaimed to the person I bumped into after opening the restroom door. I instinctively laid a hand on the man’s arm in regret. “I should have been watching where I was—”

“It’s fine,” Rye murmured, his dark penetrating gaze practically cutting right through me. I know what you’re thinking, but I wasn’t talking about that kind of attraction. It was much more intense than that. Almost as if he knew what I was up to and maybe even my true identity as a witch. I tried unsuccessfully to swallow around the lump in my throat. “I shouldn’t have been standing so close to the entrance of the restroom.”

I leave you alone for one second. One second, Raven.

I’d first met Rye at the inn, where he’d helped Gertie get rid of a tree branch that had crashed through one of the upstairs bedrooms during a storm. Leo had been wary upon first sight of the handyman, and I tended to trust Leo’s first impressions.

Don’t panic. I can knock over one of those centerpieces, catch the tablecloth on fire, and get you out of this.

I do know what you’re wondering.

The readers are wondering why you’re still standing in front of an overtly dangerous man and not considering my wise offer to create a distraction.

No, you’re wondering what’s the difference between Leo’s theatrics over a wallet and his warning about Rye. Well, they’re two distinctly different things.

No, they’re not.

Nothing that happened fifty-three years ago could be an imminent danger to me or Heidi.

Have I taught you nothing? Time is so relative to some beings. Not everything that goes bump in the night is benevolent. Sometimes running away to fight another day is the better part of valor. Discretion is quite preferable to rash bravery that gets your fur set on fire.

Speaking of Heidi, she’d thought Rye was rather mysterious—in a good way. The old saying tall, dark, and handsome might just come into play, as well.

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