(eng) Madelyn Alt - Bewitching Mystery 04 by No Rest for the Wiccan

Author:No Rest for the Wiccan [Wiccan, No Rest for the]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Bewitching Mystery 4 - No Rest Of The Wiccan

Chapter 10

I had been planning to leave before Marcus arrived, but a final spate of browsers crossed that plan off the drawing board. I was just locking down the register and heading toward the front door to put out the CLOSED sign when I saw his motorcycle pull up to the curb. I froze, wondering whether I should turn around and hurry back behind the velvet curtain, avoiding him entirely, or whether I should meet him at the front door with an air of nonchalance and easiness as I never seemed able to master in his presence. Before I could decide, Marcus walked through the door.

Looking as dark and dangerous as ever with his motorcycle helmet dangling loosely from his fingertips and his leather boots scuffing against the plain wood floor, he was a sight to behold. Not to mention the errant waves escaping from the leather thong at the nape of his neck, and the trademark shades that he had hooked through the neck of his plain black T. Despite the heat and humidity, he was wearing a pair of dark jeans . . . although I had to say, I couldn’t imagine him in a pair of shorts. Ever. They wouldn’t look right with the boots. Boxers, maybe. Although to his credit, he didn’t seem to be affected by the weather in the least. How could he look so cool and composed when I felt as bedraggled as a puppy left out in the rain? It wasn’t fair. He probably wasn’t even human. Maybe he was one of the In-Betweens that Liss had been talking about. A member of the Fae realm, come to tempt and seduce me with his otherworldly ways.

Yeah. Sure. There was no mistaking the kind of blood that ran hot and heavy though Marcus’s veins, and it had nothing to do with the Fae. It was pure, Grade A male, and human all the way.

Funny, the sheer number of thoughts that could run through a girl’s head in the space of a single breath. Heh.

He stopped when he saw me, and for a moment I thought I had seen his chest lift with a quick intake of breath, too. Then he gave a slight, lift-of-the-chin nod, and said, “Maggie.”

Cool, calm, and collected. Good, good. I gave him a sweet but distant smile as I continued my whirlwind accumulation of my things. “Hey there, Marcus. Wow, it’s good to see you. I wish I had known you were going to be here tonight, we could have chatted. As it so happens, I am on my way out.”

“Yeah?”

“Mm-hmm. Plans and obligations. You know the drill.” It was on the tip of my tongue to bring mention of Tom into the conversation, but in the end I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t use either of them as leverage against the other. I just couldn’t.

Marcus nodded gamely. “Too bad. I haven’t been around much.” Not that you’ve noticed.

I heard the thought attached as clearly as if he’d stated it aloud, and I stuttered to a halt.

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