Secrets and Spells (Witches of Crescent Cape Book 1) by L. Danvers

Author:L. Danvers [Danvers, L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: L. Danvers
Published: 2021-02-07T06:00:00+00:00

Grace

While Ben was upstairs making a phone call, I snooped around his living room. And I didn’t feel bad about it. I wanted to know what kind of guy this Ben was.

First things first—I needed to think ahead in case things went south. Unfortunately, he didn’t have a landline, so making phone calls was out of the question unless I could get my hands on his cell. But I didn’t know Bellamy’s number by heart. Or anyone else’s for that matter...

I could always call the police. I hoped it wouldn’t come to that.

I also took note of where the doors and windows were so that I could make a quick escape if needed.

Weirdly, though, I didn’t think I’d have to.

Other than having a ridiculous number of family albums lining the shelves that bookended his fireplace, the guy’s place seemed pretty normal. Hearing his heavy footsteps skipping down the stairs, I plopped myself on his couch, tossing my blonde hair over my shoulder, trying to act casual. He had promised to tell me everything once we got to his place, and I was ready to hear what he had to say.

“Find anything interesting?” he joked.

My eyes widened. I thought I’d been quiet while snooping, but maybe I hadn’t been as sneaky as I’d thought. “How’d you—?”

“Because I know you, Grace. You’re smart. And you’ve been brought to the house of someone you don’t remember who says he knows all about your past. Of course you were going to go through my stuff.” He gave an innocent wink. “I’d expect nothing less.”

I cleared my throat, unsure of how to respond to that.

He shrugged. “The good stuff’s all upstairs anyway.” He headed toward the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. “Want anything?”

“No, thanks.” I wanted to keep a clear head. I needed my wits about me in case anything went wrong.

“No problem,” he said. “Something tells me you’ll change your mind, though.”

Carrying his glass back into the living room, he eased into his La-Z-Boy recliner. He was about to start talking when a bark came from one of the back rooms. He set the glass down. “Oh, I almost forgot...” He got back up and disappeared into the hall, returning moments later with a fluffy cream-colored dog. The Goldendoodle jumped onto the couch the second she saw me, squealing uncontrollably like she had missed me. I glanced at Ben warily, but all he did was nod. The dog kept pawing for me to pet her.

“She recognizes you,” Ben explained.

I couldn’t argue with him. The dog sure did seem to know who I was... “What’s her name?” I asked, petting the massive pup as she licked my arm up and down.

“Fangs.”

I giggled at that. “She doesn’t seem very aggressive,” I pointed out.

“She’s not. Her bark sounds impressive, but she’s just a big old lovebug. The worst she would do is lick you to death.”

I smiled at that, still petting the dog. “Good to know.”

Ben downed his water and then rubbed his forehead, deep in thought.

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