Read Online JINXED: (Karma Series, Book Two) by Donna Augustine - Free Book Online

to blow. I now had two options: sit in my condo all day, and wait for either Fate or Malokin to show up there, or hide.
    I could only walk the store aisles for so long and the parents at the park were starting to give me weird looks. O'Henry's was an old corner bar, low on tourists; well, technically, low on customers altogether. It was the ideal place to hide.
    I heard the creaky door open and Luck's attention was diverted not even a second later. “Ooooh, I like him!”
    Turning, I saw exactly what I had expected. A young twenty-something guy walked in the bar. His biceps were so well developed they forced his t-shirt sleeves to wrinkle into the crease under his shoulders.
    Just like a tiger squats, as it gets ready to pounce, she pulled out her compact and lipstick, freshening up before she made her move.
    “Good?” she asked, toying with a couple of stray locks of hair. She shifted her neckline so low she was in danger of one of her breasts breaking free.
    “Perfection. He's yours, at least for the evening.”
    She smiled, immune to my sarcastic delivery by now. Her white teeth gleamed brightly against her red lips. “You don't mind, do you?” she asked as an afterthought. 
    “Not at all. Do your thing.” We'd barely sipped our first drink, but I knew the drill and was fine with it. Luck liked shiny new toys that came in the form of muscle bound men in their late twenties. Once she spotted one, you lost all of her attention. If you couldn't deal with that, you probably weren't going to be friends.
    “You know, you could come play.” She slipped her lipstick back in one of the teeny-tiny purses she preferred.
    I looked over at where her Ken doll was. He had a fairly healthy glow about him, but his friends were quite dull in appearance. “The guys he’s with have bad karma. If I played, I'd ruin the evening.” Having to take your buddy to the emergency room for a broken leg had that kind of effect on an evening.
    She looked over at them and back at me, serious for a change. “What do you see when you look at them?”
    “Some are beautiful and bright, like a summer’s day, some are dark and dull with sores and cracking skin. What do you see?” I looked at her and wondered why we'd never had this conversation before.
    “I don't see anything. It's more of a feel, like I'm a magnet being drawn to a huge chunk of metal. Someone will walk in and I just want to be near them. Sometimes, there's no pull at all. I just like people for no reason other than it strikes my fancy at the moment.”
    “And that one?” I moved my head in the direction of the guy she'd picked out for tonight.
    “He's a big chunk of hard metal I want to stick myself all over.” Her voice was breathy as she said it.
    She didn't mean to be funny but I laughed anyway. “Have fun.”
    Luck grabbed her purse and walked over to her target. She had a way of sashaying that encouraged attention, and the target pulled out a chair for her before she even reached him.
    Luck was smiling adoringly at the luckiest man in the world tonight. Wonderful things would be set in motion for him after this, possibly life changing things.
    Grabbing my glass off the bar, I took a sip of Maker's Mark, but then pushed it to the edge, half full. I'd rather be home, working on my manual. Sitting here hiding was ridiculous. I had a deadbolt, and I knew how to use it.
    By time the door swung closed, and I was walking out of the bar, Luck was already on the guy’s lap, fully engrossed.
    I hadn’t made it more than a couple of steps when I spotted Murphy. He had just parked his car, an Audi. I liked my little Honda—I really did—but it burned.
    Did everyone have a new car except me? Was it because I was a transfer?
    “Is Luck in there?” he asked, as he crossed the pavement to talk to me.
    “Yes, but she just found some amusement for the evening.” I didn't add good luck separating her from this target. It’s definitely going to be an all-nighter.
    His face