Magic Thief by C C Sommerly

Author:C C Sommerly [Sommerly, C C]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-30T16:00:00+00:00

12

I dragged myself out of bed with just minutes to spare. I shimmied into my leather pants and topped it off with a tank top and put on my broken in boots.

I armed up and gathered a few spells “just in case”. Nowadays, I could so much as leave my bed without risking a dangerous situation. I used to think my job was safer than street fighting. I thought wrong. At this rate, I wouldn’t survive a month.

Callie was at the desk — early. What a surprise. She was rarely on time and never early. She had taken extra care with her appearance. Her long, lavender hair was put into a updo that showed off her delicate face and high cheek bones. She had heavily lined her eyes with liner and put sparkly silver eye shadow on her eye lids. Her lips were a shining red. And she wore a skin-tight silvery, metallic dress that barely covered her bottom.

“Good morning.”

“Don’t good morning me. You never met me for lunch and now I have days’ worth of juicy details to discover,” she snipped.

“Good thing I brought juice.”

Callie blushed and I sputtered, seeing Lochlan standing in the doorway with cups and a bag of food. The smell of bacon and eggs wafting from the bag was making me hungry.

He held out the bag. “Peace offering.”

“How could I refuse?”

I pulled out a breakfast burrito for Callie and gave her one of the juices.

“Let’s eat on the way.”

“I think this is a first. Marty is anxious to get some time alone with me.”

Lochlan winked at Callie. He took my arm and we walked out.

“I’ll drive.”

“Sure, it’ll let me eat.”

“We are meeting the enforcer down the street from the Richards’ residence. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get him to agree to have us there.”

“Did you get salsa?”

“Check the bottom of the bag.”

“Thanks for doing this.”

“Breakfast was easy.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

He flashed his devastating smile at me and started the car. I devoured my breakfast burrito and slurped down my orange juice. These were good. I wonder where he got them from. I didn’t know we had any decent Mexican restaurants in Germanna.

“Did you like it?”

“Very good. Where did you get these from?”

“I made them.”

“You made these?”

“Is it that surprising? You shouldn’t assume you know me.”

I wanted to laugh at how he threw my earlier words back at me. He was funny too, or maybe that was the burrito talking. I’m a sucker for a good burger and good Mexican food.

We went to the meeting place, which was a nice forested area down the street from the Richardsons’. Lochlan made quick work of his breakfast burrito. And I did my best not to fidget. For the first time since meeting him, I felt nervous and unsettled. Was it because I was stuck with him? That I couldn’t blow him off and had to spend time with him?

“Why are you so quiet?” he asked. “Are you going to tell me what this is about?”

“I already did.”

“Marty, you and I both know that is a lie.

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