The Witch’s Enchanted Alien by Fiona Roarke

Author:Fiona Roarke [Roarke, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugar Skull Books
Published: 2018-10-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

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Max was moving slowly early the next morning, but made it to work on time. He’d put some extra effort into his attire, choosing his favorite red shirt and a jacket, since he had an official date with Ruby for lunch. He couldn’t wait to see her again.

Max’s first client was a sweet older woman who was expecting her first grandchild and wanted Max to tell her if it was a girl or a boy. He could read human minds very easily, but he couldn’t predict the future.

To fudge it, he told her it was unclear. In her mind he saw the baby wasn’t due for seven and a half months. He told her it was way too soon for the sex of the child to be clear and reminded her of the baby’s due date.

“How did you know that?” she said with a gasp.

Max tapped his head with two fingers. “Because I’m psychic and I can read your mind. Isn’t that why you’re here?”

She giggled, seemingly delighted with his answer, and promised to return at a later date. In her mind, she planned to return in a few months and get him to tell her whether she should crochet a blue baby blanket or a pink one. Max decided to worry about what to say when she came back.

Astrid stepped into his small psychic reading space to tell him he had a visitor.

“Who is it?”

“Some guy.”

“A guy?” That was odd. The majority of the regular clients he read were women. Okay, all of them.

“Says he’s a friend.” I don’t have any friends. Well, I have Ruby. Max controlled a smile as his mind went to what her lips felt like under his. “What’s his name?”

“Howard.”

Max narrowed his eyes. “First or last name?”

“Don’t know. He gave just the one name.” Astrid crossed her arms. She looked like she was about to get maternal. “Do you know him?”

“Nope. Never heard of him. What does he look like?”

She shrugged. “Sort of small-framed and short, but thick around his middle with bright red hair and dark eyes. Honestly, he’s sort of unremarkable if you ask me save for the color of his hair. I think he might be a sorcerer of some kind.”

“Why?”

“I can’t read him at all. Maybe he’s a male witch.”

“Or an Alpha?” He thought about Uncle Milo and what the man might look like, but figured he’d be tall and rugged like an Alpha, not short or small-framed with a potbelly.

She shrugged again. “I don’t think so. I don’t recognize him. I’m certain I’d remember a short, redheaded Alpha living in Nocturne Falls. If he wants a reading, you’ll have to be vague.”

“I hate to be vague. Seems like I should make an effort for the client.”

“I know, but the thing is, Max, when clients come in they sign a waiver with the understanding this psychic reading business is for entertainment value only and not meant for legal purposes or to force anyone to change their life in any significant way.

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