The Shatterproof Magician (The Inscrutable Paris Beaufont Book 4) by Sarah Noffke & Michael Anderle

Author:Sarah Noffke & Michael Anderle [Noffke, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2021-06-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Two

Liv rushed around Paris but stopped short of the black and white cat. She stared down, vibrating with excitement, but it seemed like she didn’t know how to proceed.

“Plato.” Liv smiled at her familiar.

“You want to hug me, don’t you?” he asked dryly.

Liv jerked her head to the side, her nose in the air. “Of course not. I mean, I was only gone a day.”

“Yet, you still missed me,” Plato said.

She scoffed. “I didn’t.”

A Cheshire grin spread on the cat’s face. “Well, I missed you.”

“Starting when?” Liv joked, crossing her arms over her chest. “When I’d been gone ten or so years?”

“Starting the day you left, and it appeared you might not come back for an uncertain amount of time.” Affection seeped into his tone.

Liv gave him a fond and gentle look. “I missed you too. It never takes long.”

Stefan stepped forward, his hands on his hips. “In fifteen years, it appears you haven’t aged a single day.”

“I’m more mature on the inside,” Plato stated smugly.

“Oh, like you’re going to stop cheating at board games finally,” Liv joked.

“I said mature, not stupid,” Plato retorted and glanced at Paris with a twinkle in his eyes.

“Hey Plato,” she said in greeting.

“I hope you don’t mind me crashing your get-together,” Plato said to her.

She grinned. “Not at all. I guess you finally got clearance from Papa Creola.”

“Strange that he relented when he did,” the lynx said coyly.

Liv laughed. “Papa said that his food has quite literally been disappearing right in front of him all day.”

Stefan nodded. “Yeah, his sandwich vanished from his grasp while he was putting it in his mouth. He grumbled about starving to death although I think that’s impossible.”

“He gets really grumpy,” Liv imparted. “Well, grumpier than usual. So, Plato, you wouldn’t know anything about the food bandit on the loose, would you?”

“I can’t say that I do,” he replied.

“Is that a piece of pastrami on your whisker?” Liv pointed at the cat’s face.

He lifted his paw and wiped it away. “Probably. It had too much lettuce on it for my liking, but beggars can’t be choosers.”

“More like stealers can’t be choosers,” Liv teased. “I’m glad you wore Papa down. It makes me feel normal to see you again.”

Stefan nodded. “Hopefully this means we’ll see others soon too.”

“None of them have really changed,” Plato offered dryly.

“It’s been fifteen years,” Liv argued. “Clark and Raina are married to Alicia and Fane. Rory is a best-selling author. Sophia has saved the world a dozen times over, most likely. John is a pretend fairy and a detective. Rudolf…well, he’s probably still brain dead.”

Plato gave her a wise look. “For the most part in life, circumstances change. Rarely do people.”

“Oh, nothing has changed about your cynical nature,” Liv sang. She turned, grabbed Paris’ arm, and tugged her toward the couch. “Now, you were going to tell us about the showdown with the Deathly Shadow, which I’m still amazed that you fought and won against.”

“Not that we’re surprised that you were able to,” Stefan added.

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