New Witch on the Block (Midlife in Mosswood - Book 1) by Louisa West

Author:Louisa West [West, Louisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Louisa West
Published: 2020-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

“You need to focus your intent,” Declan insisted as they stood side by side on the living room carpet. His hands were on his hips in the pose any good coach adopted when giving a pep talk at the bottom of the ninth. “Make sure ya thinkin’ clearly, and with determination.”

“I have never been more determined to not have broken glass all over my living room, or to avoid paying for a repairman to come out and fix it for me,” Rosie muttered sarcastically. Declan quirked a brow at her.

“Oh, aye,” he said with a disbelieving shake of his head, “You can make as much fun as ya like now. But at 3 am when the wind’s howling through your house, and you can’t sleep worth a wink, you’ll be sorry you didn’t pay more attention!”

“I have every confidence that you’ll fix it for me before it gets to that,” Rosie replied with a sassy grin, “seeing as you’ll be the one on the couch sweatin' your—what is it y’all call them? Bollocks? Yeah. Sweatin' your bollocks off.”

Declan smirked because he knew full well that she was right.

“I never thought I would ever say this,” he admitted, his eyes suddenly filled with a look that was somehow sexy and infuriating all at once. “But, you need to stop worrying about my bollocks and focus on the window.”

She sighed. The truth was, she wasn't convinced she could even do this, and she was avoiding starting so she wouldn't find out how powerless she was to stop Randy after all. She swallowed as she looked through the broken window at the shards of glass and shook her head. She took a deep breath.

“Say it again,” she said.

He lowered his voice. She wouldn't have pegged him as the patient sort. But while he was explaining the process of mending with magic for what must have been the fourth time, he showed no frustration.

“Focus on the window. You're restoring what once was. The glass shards are new things, they used to be the window, but they're somethin' different now. We want them to go back to bein' the window.”

He placed a hand on her shoulder, briefly interrupting her concentration, but then his soothing voice brought her focus back onto what she was doing. “Focus on the window.”

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, steadying herself and centering in the moment. She pushed out with her mind, and her external consciousness hit the wall of the cottage. It began to send out fingers, gliding along the wood-paneling, feeling out the area. Rosie’s attention flickered for a moment, but then she strengthened her resolve.

“Feel the wall?” Declan asked quietly.

“Yes,” she huffed, trying to contain her intent while maintaining contact with the wall itself.

“Great. Now feel it for the window frame.”

Easier said than done, Rosie thought, as she began to run her ‘hands’ over the surface of the wall. When her senses felt the texture of the wall change from wood to unfinished glass, she stopped.

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