Sensual Spell by Rachel Carrington

Author:Rachel Carrington [Carrington, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Total-e-bound
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

"I've got it.” Emmie waved her hands in the air and bounced to her feet, immediately regretting the action. Her throbbing head reminded her she was still suffering from the effects of last night's libations.

She groaned and massaged her temples.

"What did you get?” Heart scooted to the edge of the rocking chair and nudged Jazz with her foot. “Wake up, dear. I do believe Emmie's found something."

Jazz sat up and blinked, her hair sticking out in various tufts. She rubbed her eyes sleepily. “What is it?"

Emmie rushed forward and shoved the Book of Spells in front of Heart's face. “The spell.” She waited for her accolades.

Heart scratched her head for a moment before her face cleared. Then, with a squeal, she launched herself to her feet and threw her arms around Emmie's waist. “You found it! That's wonderful."

Jazz tapped Heart's shoulder. “What exactly did she find?” She continued the rapid pats until Heart finally answered.

"Emmie found the spell to take us to Earth."

Emmie beamed. “Pack your bags, sisters. We're going on a road trip."

* * * *

Jacob stayed at his uncle's house where everyone had gathered long enough to convince his aunts that Uncle Ed would receive the most lavish funeral possible, and then he quickly said his goodbyes. He convinced himself he was in such a hurry to get home because he still wasn't quite sure he could trust Noelle, but his cock told him otherwise. He'd had a perpetual hard-on since he'd left and had been forced to stand behind tables and stuffed chairs for most of the evening to hide the condition.

He growled in tune with the powerful engine of the sports car and stomped the accelerator. Whoever or whatever Noelle Bridges was, she'd hexed him somehow. He couldn't stop thinking about her, and it hadn't helped that he'd given the police an almost picture-perfect description of her. Now, with an artist's nearly identical depiction of her image scrolling across every news station in town, he was effectively harbouring a fugitive. Perfect. Where once he'd been an upstanding citizen, he could now be considered an accessory if the police discovered Noelle was the woman they were looking for. So why didn't that bother him as much as he thought it should?

Lights glowed from the windows as he approached his beachfront condo. He heard the soft hum of music coming from the end of the hallway as he tossed his keys on the Queen Anne table in the foyer. He toed off his shoes and followed the sound.

Steam billowed out from under the bathroom door. He froze, swallowing hard. She was taking a bath. Vivid, erotic images played in front of his eyes. Creamy, smooth skin. Pink-tipped breasts and a flat, silky stomach. A lump lodged in his throat, and his hand settled on the doorknob. He shouldn't go in, but then, he shouldn't be hiding her from the police, either.

Silent hinges allowed him to step inside the bathroom unnoticed. All guilty thoughts fled, dissipating to mingle with the steam fogging the mirror above the pedestal sink.

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