Three Times Charmed_A Paranormal Cozy Mystery by Cindy Stark

Author:Cindy Stark [Stark, Cindy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-27T22:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

When Hazel received a text from Peter several hours later stating he was on his way, she slipped the bowl of beef stew from the fridge and placed it in the microwave to reheat it. The curse had lifted not long after she’d gone into her shop, and she’d hoped Peter would have been able to leave for the day by dinnertime. With the magnitude of this case, she should have known better.

A knock sounded on her front door, sending her pulse racing. “Why do you have to do that every single time?” she muttered to her body as she strode through her living room.

Mr. Kitty answered her question with a loud meow.

She cast him a sideways glance. “I wasn’t talking to you.”

When she reached the door, she inhaled deeply, exhaled, and then opened it. “Hey,” she said with a smile in her heart. Even if Peter had frustrated her more than usual lately, she was addicted to the delicious feelings that pervaded her every time she peered into those devastating green eyes.

A look of genuine happiness resided in his tired expression. “Hey, beautiful.” Without asking, he pulled her into his arms and placed a possessive kiss on her lips.

She soaked up pleasure until he leaned back, leaving her breathless.

“Something smells really good.” His stomach rumbled in agreement. “I haven’t eaten since breakfast.”

“Come on in.” She grasped his hand and tugged him toward her kitchen. “Not eating is not smart. How are you going to be at the top of your game if you don’t? Then the feds will walk all over you.”

“I know. I know. Things have been crazy busy, and I just forgot until I walked in here.”

She pushed him into a chair, loving the feel of his strong shoulders beneath her fingertips. “Sit down, and let me take care of you. If you’re not going to look out for yourself, then someone has to.”

He smiled at her in relief, and her heart slipped farther down the slippery slope. “Thank you, Hazel. You’re a godsend.”

Or sent from the Blessed Mother, she though. Either way, making him happy made her happy.

She dished up rich stew, pulled a spoon from a drawer, and took it to him.

His eyes widened in anticipation. “Homecooked or canned?”

“Homecooked, of course.” Though she had used a recipe from Cora.

He groaned in pleasure. “Lord, have mercy on my soul.” He lifted a spoonful to his lips and groaned again as he ate his first bite.

She chuckled, enjoying the pleasant sensations that came from giving to another person. “I forgot the rolls.” She retrieved the covered plate of sourdough rolls that she’d picked up from Cora’s earlier.

He tilted his neck to each side as though stretching his muscles. “Amazing,” he said with his mouthful.

She smiled, knowing he was embellishing his praise but enjoying it all the same. “I can’t take credit for the rolls.”

“Don’t care.” He spooned in another bite, chewed and swallowed. “It’s all excellent.”

More than anything, she loved helping people. “I’m glad.”

She kept the conversation friendly and casual until he’d finished.

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