The Spell of Three: Luck's Hollow Urban Fantasy Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance by Casey Morgan

Author:Casey Morgan [Morgan, Casey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Brody

What a way to start a day, eh? Boyo, I’d never felt so relaxed! Working with Aunt Bridget was actually a pleasant experience. That was how relaxed I was!

I was in the middle of helping her fill the meat pies when Ciara burst in. My sister was always one for drama and gossip, like most of the women of the village.

“Well, you’ve done it this time, Brody Hennessey! You really done it this time,” she began. “Do you have any idea what the rest of the village is sayin’ about you today? Do you?”

“I have excellent hearing, but I can’t hear what every person is talking about in town. I guess you’ll just have to tell me then,” I joked.

While standing back from the kitchen table, I looked at her.

Ciara’s face was flushed, like she had just run from town. She pointed a finger at me, her eyes open wide.

“The rumor is, you and Ryan came out of the American’s room at the same time!” said Ciara, mostly mortified. “And the other guests heard noises, too. What in God’s creation were the three of you doing?”

“It’s none of your business, sister,” I replied, with a shrug. “Why do you have to go repeating rumors like that for?”

Aunt Bridget came up beside me and boxed my ears.

“Ow! What is wrong with you, Aunt Bridget?” I snapped.

“Bad luck and leprechauns! Did you come out of that girl’s room together last night, as Ciara said?” she asked warily.

Her thick eyebrows arched together as she glared at me.

I looked away from her and went back to filling the pies.

“No,” I said. “But we did come out of there this morning. What of it?”

“You two better not be disrespectin’ women folk around here!” threatened my aunt. Her hands were firmly planted on her wide hips. “I know you two rascals like to think with the little head sometimes!”

“I didn’t disrespect Shana!” I argued. “I don’t care what the rumors say.”

Both women glared at me, but I held their eyes. When I didn’t back down, they started to relax. I had them calmed down and just about convinced that this was a misunderstanding. Then my brother walked into the room. His face was red, and he looked furious.

Don’t open your mouth, you little wanker! I tried to telepathically command him.

“Did you hear the rumors? Did you?” Ryan demanded. He ran a hand through his blonde hair, messing it up. “Three different people chastised me for my wanton ways. We’re all they’re talking about down at the grocer.”

“Brother, it’s just small town gossip,” I laughed. “C’mon now! This isn’t the first time you’ve all heard a rumor go around the village. Remember that time they all thought I was a gangster, all because of that shady deal I got for clotted cream?”

“That was a bit shady,” snapped Aunt Bridget. “And that man was a gangster!”

“Yeah, but I wasn’t one, now was I?”

I raised my eyebrows at her.

“That’s how these rumors get started, ya know. It’s whisper down the lane,” I insisted.

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