Southern Magic Wedding by Amy Boyles

Author:Amy Boyles [Boyles, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LADYBUGBOOKS LLC
Published: 2020-02-02T06:00:00+00:00

The next morning I spent twenty minutes on the phone talking to the caterer, who had been storing the wedding meals magically for a couple of days. Now the caterer needed to know what I planned to do with all the food.

I convinced her that there would be a wedding, hopefully by the end of the week.

I prayed that was true because let’s face it, that spell on Axel was holding strong.

But hopefully all of that would change this morning.

“Come over for breakfast,” I said when I called Axel. “Bring your parents. We’d love to see them.”

Axel agreed and we hung up.

“You planning on lyin’ to that man today?” Mattie said.

I slipped into a pair of leggings. “No, I’m not going to lie to him. I’m just going to slip something in his drink.”

Mattie yawned. “Seems about the same thing if you want my opinion.”

“I didn’t ask it.”

“That’s okay. I’m happy to give it anyway.”

“So I see, but since you’re asking, I’ll tell you.” I pulled a sweater over my head. A brown one that complemented my hair and eye color.

“Yes,” I said with finality, “we are planning to drug Axel without his knowledge with a spell that should hopefully break whatever magic Molly has over him.”

“And can you tell me again why you ain’t tellin’ him?”

“So that he doesn’t get upset when it doesn’t work.”

“Makes no sense to me,” Mattie said.

I grabbed a tube of lip gloss off my vanity and applied a thick layer. “It makes sense to me. That’s all that matters.”

“If you say so,” the cat said before making three turns and snuggling back atop the duvet.

I smirked at Mattie, but she didn’t see. We were doing this for Axel’s own good. We absolutely were. He had to remember me. I don’t think I could stand seeing the look of hope in his eyes—hope that he might actually feel something when he gazed at me, only to watch that be dashed as quickly as it flared to life.

I couldn’t handle that. It was hard enough knowing he could barely look at me. Now to be faced with the fact that he didn’t feel anything was crushing.

Yes, slipping the pellet in his drink when he arrived was the best plan.

Then why did I feel so miserable even considering it?

I pushed my doubts aside and headed downstairs.

I made my way to the kitchen, where I grabbed a plate of biscuits. “Is everything ready?”

Betty nodded. “Far as I know. Be sure to hand this cup to Axel.”

I stared into the antique porcelain teacup. “There’s nothing in it.”

Betty winked. “That’s just what it looks like. The pellet is hidden. With magic,” she said in a mysterious voice.

“I gathered that much. Okay, so it’s hidden.”

“So that he can’t see. Just make sure he gets that cup.”

I saluted her. “Aye, aye, captain.”

“Don’t be smart. You’re not too big that I can’t throw you over my knees and spank your bottom.”

I shrank back. “Okay. Sorry.”

The doorbell rang. Betty wiped her hands. “That’s them. Places, everyone.

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