The Genie's Witch (Dirty Djinn) by Brittan Lyn

Author:Brittan, Lyn [Brittan, Lyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: interracial romance, Multicultural, paranormal romance, sorcery, paranormal, Witch, genie
Publisher: Gryy Brown Press
Published: 2014-02-22T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

She woke up around noon to find him packing up their things. It was tricky to figure out how exactly that made her feel. Excited? Yes? Fear? That too. “Have you called the airline yet?”

“For?”

“Your seat.”

“Why?”

“Umm...”

Before she threw up her heart at the prospect of him backing out, he dangled something over her shoulder. “Djinn. Lamp. We’ll never have to buy two tickets for anything.”

There goes that we again. They’d been flinging it around pretty carelessly. Yet it rolled off his lips so naturally that she had to try it out for herself one more time. “How do we do this? Or does it go down so often and with so many women that you’ve already got a routine worked out?”

“Just the opposite. In order for this to work, I have to give you this.” Tig grabbed an apple from the table and joined her on the bed. He tossed her the lamp with the other hand.

Sunlight peeping through the hotel’s fogged windows reflected gold so polished that it burned her eyes. Intricate carvings adorned the sides of the lamp in undulating swirls and grooves. Were her eyes crossing, or were the carvings actually dancing? “I never thought I’d ever see one of these.”

“You hold my life in your hands.”

She tried to give it back, but he laughed and closed her hand around it. “That’s why it has to be you...because you don’t want it.”

Her mind rummaged through what little she knew of djinn and the strength in her spine melted to the floor. What she held was his freewill. She could feel her blood pressure rising and fantasized about giving him a good knock to the jaw. “Have you lost your mind? You don’t go around throwing your lamp at every piece of tail that comes your way.”

“I don’t.”

“Do you have any idea what I could do to you?”

“A very good one.”

“Tig, you have to be more careful. I’m glad you think I’m awesome and I happen to know that I am. But what if you were wrong? You need a leash, not a lamp.”

“Is that a sex thing?”

“Tig!”

“I always keep it on me. I feel a tugging in my chest when I get too far away from it. Tell me, exactly, how much do you know about djinn?”

“Three wishes and...stuff.”

“I can answer some wishes all day, yours especially. I’ll wait for you to note that you’re still not walking properly.”

“Don’t get cute.”

“Just saying. But the person who controls the lamp controls the djinn—”

“Like I said, for three wishes.”

“Correct, but have you ever heard of djinn giving their lamps away?”

“Not unless they’re stupid.”

“I know. It’s shocking that I’ve survived this long without you. Before you say anything you can’t take back, give me your hand.”

“Why?”

He didn’t have to answer.

One second she was on a hotel bed that smelled of too much fabric softener and the next she was bathed in orange, red and every possible shade of gold. Fabric hung from the ceiling and a stack of pillows surrounded a short table to her left.

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