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you looking at me like that. Don’t you have any superstitions?”
“Black cats creep me out, which is why Melvin wasn’t the only one at my house freaked out when your cat, Pansy, got inside.”
“Technically, Pansy has a white spot and isn’t officially an all-black cat.”
“I also don’t care for spiders, and if I ever see one again I’ll call you over to kill it for me,” Noah winked.
“You can’t be serious. What a big baby. Spiders are harmless, or most of them in Michigan are. I’ll admit they are creepy looking, but so useful for catching bugs.”
“I was kidding about the spider thing, but I loved to see how big your eyes became when I said it. But snakes are another matter.”
“I guess things that slither never bugged me much since most of the men I’ve dated closely resembled snakes anyway.”
Noah laughed. “I’m so glad I invited you to dinner. This is one of the best conversations I think I’ve ever had with a woman.”
“Now, you don’t need to make fun of me, Noah. I’m quite sure you’ve had plenty of interesting conversations, way better than this. Men that look like you don’t usually have problems finding women to talk to, either.”
Noah leaned back in his chair. “Is that right?”
He wasn’t able to say anything further since their food was brought, and Petunia began to dig in since she was beyond starved. She didn’t know what had come over her. She’d actually begun to sound like she was flirting with Noah, and that’s the last thing she needed to be doing since she had a case to investigate.
When they had finished eating, Petunia frowned when she spotted Olivia making her way to the bathroom. She glanced at her wine glass and hoped that she’d just pass by quietly on her way to the bathroom, but no such luck.
“Petunia, is that you? Did you beg them in the kitchen to give you a table again?”
She tried her best not to let the woman goad her, but instead, Noah said, “Actually I did, since it was my fault I didn’t make a reservation.”
“Why would a good-looking man like you want to be hanging around the likes of her?” Olivia asked with a sneer on her face.
“Because I have better taste than Henry has, obviously. Petunia is both intelligent and beautiful, whereas you happen to be just meh. I could find ten women as shallow as you quite easily.”
Olivia opened then closed her mouth, strutting to the bathroom without another word. “Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her not have some kind of comeback before.” It felt great to hear Noah say that she was beautiful, but she was quite sure he didn’t really mean it. Petunia didn’t think herself beautiful at all. She hated her auburn hair, for one, and suffered being called Red by her now-cat Pansy, once-man Jeremy.
Since she was becoming uncomfortable with Noah’s small talk, she decided to change the subject back to the mystery at hand. Plus, she wanted him to know that she wasn’t guilty of the crime. She’d have to come up with some kind of story concerning Jeremy since she just couldn’t tell Noah that she had turned him into a cat. He might just call the men in white coats to take her to the nearest mental institution, which she really thought she needed at times since Pansy had begun to communicate with her telepathically.
Olivia passed by on her way back to her table, and Petunia had to stop herself from sticking her foot out to trip her up. So intent was she on thinking about it that a crash was heard as Olivia fell face forward on the floor, tripping over a wrinkle in the rug.
Petunia tried not to laugh, but a snort came out anyway.
Olivia was helped up and she glared over at Petunia. “You did that, you little witch. I know you did.”
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about. I didn’t do anything. You’re just clumsy.”
“Everyone in town knows what you and your Aunt Maxine are. You’re the witches of Lake Forest.”
Petunia straightened her back.
“Black cats creep me out, which is why Melvin wasn’t the only one at my house freaked out when your cat, Pansy, got inside.”
“Technically, Pansy has a white spot and isn’t officially an all-black cat.”
“I also don’t care for spiders, and if I ever see one again I’ll call you over to kill it for me,” Noah winked.
“You can’t be serious. What a big baby. Spiders are harmless, or most of them in Michigan are. I’ll admit they are creepy looking, but so useful for catching bugs.”
“I was kidding about the spider thing, but I loved to see how big your eyes became when I said it. But snakes are another matter.”
“I guess things that slither never bugged me much since most of the men I’ve dated closely resembled snakes anyway.”
Noah laughed. “I’m so glad I invited you to dinner. This is one of the best conversations I think I’ve ever had with a woman.”
“Now, you don’t need to make fun of me, Noah. I’m quite sure you’ve had plenty of interesting conversations, way better than this. Men that look like you don’t usually have problems finding women to talk to, either.”
Noah leaned back in his chair. “Is that right?”
He wasn’t able to say anything further since their food was brought, and Petunia began to dig in since she was beyond starved. She didn’t know what had come over her. She’d actually begun to sound like she was flirting with Noah, and that’s the last thing she needed to be doing since she had a case to investigate.
When they had finished eating, Petunia frowned when she spotted Olivia making her way to the bathroom. She glanced at her wine glass and hoped that she’d just pass by quietly on her way to the bathroom, but no such luck.
“Petunia, is that you? Did you beg them in the kitchen to give you a table again?”
She tried her best not to let the woman goad her, but instead, Noah said, “Actually I did, since it was my fault I didn’t make a reservation.”
“Why would a good-looking man like you want to be hanging around the likes of her?” Olivia asked with a sneer on her face.
“Because I have better taste than Henry has, obviously. Petunia is both intelligent and beautiful, whereas you happen to be just meh. I could find ten women as shallow as you quite easily.”
Olivia opened then closed her mouth, strutting to the bathroom without another word. “Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her not have some kind of comeback before.” It felt great to hear Noah say that she was beautiful, but she was quite sure he didn’t really mean it. Petunia didn’t think herself beautiful at all. She hated her auburn hair, for one, and suffered being called Red by her now-cat Pansy, once-man Jeremy.
Since she was becoming uncomfortable with Noah’s small talk, she decided to change the subject back to the mystery at hand. Plus, she wanted him to know that she wasn’t guilty of the crime. She’d have to come up with some kind of story concerning Jeremy since she just couldn’t tell Noah that she had turned him into a cat. He might just call the men in white coats to take her to the nearest mental institution, which she really thought she needed at times since Pansy had begun to communicate with her telepathically.
Olivia passed by on her way back to her table, and Petunia had to stop herself from sticking her foot out to trip her up. So intent was she on thinking about it that a crash was heard as Olivia fell face forward on the floor, tripping over a wrinkle in the rug.
Petunia tried not to laugh, but a snort came out anyway.
Olivia was helped up and she glared over at Petunia. “You did that, you little witch. I know you did.”
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about. I didn’t do anything. You’re just clumsy.”
“Everyone in town knows what you and your Aunt Maxine are. You’re the witches of Lake Forest.”
Petunia straightened her back.
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