Magical Midlife Love: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Novel (Leveling Up Book 4) by K.F. Breene

Magical Midlife Love: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Novel (Leveling Up Book 4) by K.F. Breene

Author:K.F. Breene [Breene, K.F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-22T16:00:00+00:00


Twenty

“Hey, you—”

I jumped and swung out my hand, just barely stopping from saying, “Hah!” with my lame karate chop.

Austin ran his hand down my back, releasing pleasant tingles throughout my body.

“It’s just me. I was about to ask if you were good, but I guess I somehow snuck up on you even though you have the link wide open and should be able to feel my every move.” He didn’t smile, but I felt it in every fiber of his being.

I blew out a breath, which would’ve probably caught fire if a candle were close by. Ulric had wandered away a while ago, but Kingsley had stuck around, getting rid of the extra seat and pulling up closer, still staring. Always staring. I’d mostly ignored it, chatting to Niamh and watching Austin either work the bar or step away to talk with someone or other. His mood had become darker, likely as a result of more bad news. I’d have to ask him about that.

Tomorrow. Everything could wait until tomorrow. Especially now that I was neck-deep in suds and wouldn’t be able to keep my eyes open much longer.

“Yep.” I wobbled a thumbs-up at him. “I miss my son, though. I think he had a really good time, don’t you?”

Austin pushed in closer, his side pressing against mine. I leaned into his comforting warmth.

“Need this seat?” Kingsley half rose, his hand on the back of his chair.

“No, it’s fine. I’ll stand.” Austin swished my hair over my shoulder, seemingly in a playful mood despite whatever he’d learned. Or maybe he was just laughing at me. I hadn’t been this tipsy in a while. “Yes, I do think he had a good time. A great time. He took all of this in…well, almost in stride.”

“I wish he could’ve stayed.”

“He’s becoming a man. He can’t have his mother’s butler coddle him all the time.”

I spat out a laugh.

“What are ye at?” Niamh leaned away, yanking her arm up to ward off my flying saliva.

“Sorry.” I wiped my mouth, leaning harder into Austin because that was the way my body decided to head. I tried to push off with my head, super ladylike, but he curled a hand around my ribcage.

“Those beers are strong,” I murmured, straightening up and trying to get back on track. I rolled my shoulders, shrugging Austin away. He wanted to laugh—I could feel it—but his expression didn’t show the slightest glimmer of humor.

“I thought, with advanced healing, ye’d eventually grow a tolerance.” Niamh rattled the ice in her glass. “Wrong.”

I grimaced. “So it seems.”

“We’re about to do last call,” Austin said. He’d slung a hand over my chair’s back but respected my desire to sway on my own. “Do you want something else, or should I walk you home?”

“She’s no quitter, boy!” Niamh threw back a shot of Jameson. “May as well just finish’r up.”

“Hear, hear.” I leaned heavily against the bar, sagging. Then groaned.

“You should take her home,” Kingsley said.

“It would be a mistake to listen to someone who barely knows me but thinks he should tell me what to do.



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