Must Love Magic by Erica Ridley

Author:Erica Ridley [Ridley, Erica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Erica Ridley

Trevor ended up housing Daisy in his bedroom and taking the living room couch so he could keep an eye on the where-frog. He’d finally fallen into a fitful sleep after padlocking the aquarium closed, but he couldn’t stay asleep for more than an hour at a time.

He’d never kidnapped a where-anything before—or an apprentice tooth fairy—but he knew better than to trust either one. “You’re Fired!” kept haunting Trevor’s dreams. When Trevor’s alarm blasted from his cellphone atop the rack of Blu-Rays next to his couch, he didn’t feel the slightest bit rested.

Nonetheless, Trevor shut off the alarm and stumbled into the bathroom, only to discover his impromptu houseguest already in the shower.

That woke him up.

If he’d made better architectural choices, his shower door would be made of massive, floor to ceiling, see-through glass. His senses would be overcome with Daisy’s wet, naked silhouette through the steamy, beveled door. And they’d be three seconds away from getting it on.

Well, if she weren’t an unbalanced scientist whose magically-challenged wand destroyed everything it touched.

In any case, he hadn’t had the presence of mind to install clear glass shower doors. Instead, a blue vinyl shower liner flanked the inside of the tub and a white cloth curtain covered in Cubs baseball helmets hung on the outside. Both were pulled tight.

“I need to take a shower,” he shouted toward the curtain. He parked himself right next to the sink to wait. She had to come out of the tub sometime.

“So do I,” she hollered back, without so much as poking her head from the curtains.

The spicy scent of his Irish Spring bar soap filled the air. Definitely not her usual. He should keep some sort of flowery, girly stuff on hand just in case hot fairies stayed over without packing an overnight bag. “Don’t you have some kind of… of magic shower?”

“I left it at home,” she called back from the other side of the curtain.

Then again, her running around smelling like him was kind of erotic, in an unsettling sort of way. He hated her again, Trevor reminded himself. She should try to smell like someone else. “Can’t you wave your wand and conjure one up?”

“I left that at home, too.”

“What?” He frowned. How was she going to fix things? “No wand? Seriously?”

“Well, I didn’t know you were going to kidnap Bubbles,” came the defensive reply above the slippery sounds of water running over wet skin. “I thought this would be easy. Fast. In and out.”

Easy. Fast. In and out. Trevor shifted his boxers as the memories flooded back. “But… I saw you poof out of your fairy outfit.”

“Not with my wand, you didn’t.” The tips of her elbows appeared above the curtain, as though she were sudsing up her hair just beyond his line of sight. “I used my clothes powder.”

“Clothes powder?” he repeated, barely following the conversation.

“I carry it in my handbag. Makes it much easier to dress for work. And undress.”

Dress. And undress. Right. Trevor stared at the open black purse flopped on top of the toilet seat.

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