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stickiness.”
“ Thanks.” He took the moist cloth.
I wanted to crawl underneath the counter and never come out. Maybe if I hid, time would reverse and this would never have happened. But that was impossible, and there was no taking it back.
“ You have a little left in your hair.” I pointed.
He swiped the towel across his head. “Did I get it?”
I reached for a napkin and rubbed the front of his head. “There, it’s all gone now. Your hair will be a little sticky, though.”
First, I ruined his lunch, and now I’d covered him in food. Not exactly my fantasy of how I’d like to cover him in whipped cream.
“ Please let me know how much it is to clean your clothing. I’ll pay for it.”
“ Are you kidding? This shirt has at least two holes in it. I need to toss it, but I hate to lose a shirt that’s already broken in. There’s no need to pay for anything,” he said.
“ If you’re sure?”
“ I’m positive. Forget it ever happened.” His gaze lingered on me for a second, then he grabbed his fork.
Believe me, I’d love to forget. But I was sure something was written in my DNA making that completely impossible. It would be etched into my brain like ancient hieroglyphics carved into a cave wall, lingering for centuries.
After taking a bite of his pie, he asked, “What was really wrong with my burger? I expected to get sick after eating it, thankfully I never did.”
Heat rose in my cheeks again. At least I’d never need blusher while around him. “I promise there was nothing wrong with it. I have a very clean kitchen, I pride myself on that.”
He nodded. “You have a nice place here, I won’t argue with that.”
He chewed his bite while looking around, then without hesitation popped another piece of pie in his mouth. I stared like some kind of stalker as he swallowed. If I’d known he was coming, I’d have done a spell on the pie, but I didn’t have the opportunity to slip back into the kitchen with it. Maybe there was something in the book that would undo the wrong spell he got lumbered with. Although, it didn’t appear anything was wrong. My magic probably didn’t work all that well anyway, so I had no idea why this magic organization was worried. No harm, no foul.
After swallowing, he said, “This is really good. I could get used to this.”
Yeah, well, I could get used to him.
“ I might become a regular around here, just to warn you.” He peered up through his long lashes.
I smiled wide. The section of my brain controlling my facial functions had ceased to function. “I’d like that.”
“ I’m Rory Covington, by the way.”
The gorgeous man stretched his muscular arm toward me. I took his hand in mine. His grip was firm, but his hand was oh-so-smooth. Yep, definitely eye candy, but did he know he was eye candy?
His touch produced a tingle in my body, almost like the electric charge I’d felt from the magic. “Nice to meet you. I’m Blair Elly.” My face heated instantly. “I mean, my name is Elly Blair.” Now I couldn’t even get my name right. I needed to buy duct tape in bulk. Using it on my mouth was the only way to stop my stupid responses.
Mary Jane made a face behind Rory’s back, pointing toward his backside. I pursed my lips and shook my head, hoping he wouldn’t notice. Too late. He turned and Mary Jane pretended to stretch and yawn. She wasn’t fooling anyone with that act. If only crawling under the counter really was an option.
In spite of the humiliation, I remained cool as a frosty December morning. I did what any girl would do: I pretended she hadn’t been referencing Rory’s hotness. Mary Jane inched further and further away from us. I wanted to grab her shirt and tell her not to leave me alone with him. She wouldn’t have listened, though. After all, she’d gotten me into this mess. Even though today was the first time I’d ever met
“ Thanks.” He took the moist cloth.
I wanted to crawl underneath the counter and never come out. Maybe if I hid, time would reverse and this would never have happened. But that was impossible, and there was no taking it back.
“ You have a little left in your hair.” I pointed.
He swiped the towel across his head. “Did I get it?”
I reached for a napkin and rubbed the front of his head. “There, it’s all gone now. Your hair will be a little sticky, though.”
First, I ruined his lunch, and now I’d covered him in food. Not exactly my fantasy of how I’d like to cover him in whipped cream.
“ Please let me know how much it is to clean your clothing. I’ll pay for it.”
“ Are you kidding? This shirt has at least two holes in it. I need to toss it, but I hate to lose a shirt that’s already broken in. There’s no need to pay for anything,” he said.
“ If you’re sure?”
“ I’m positive. Forget it ever happened.” His gaze lingered on me for a second, then he grabbed his fork.
Believe me, I’d love to forget. But I was sure something was written in my DNA making that completely impossible. It would be etched into my brain like ancient hieroglyphics carved into a cave wall, lingering for centuries.
After taking a bite of his pie, he asked, “What was really wrong with my burger? I expected to get sick after eating it, thankfully I never did.”
Heat rose in my cheeks again. At least I’d never need blusher while around him. “I promise there was nothing wrong with it. I have a very clean kitchen, I pride myself on that.”
He nodded. “You have a nice place here, I won’t argue with that.”
He chewed his bite while looking around, then without hesitation popped another piece of pie in his mouth. I stared like some kind of stalker as he swallowed. If I’d known he was coming, I’d have done a spell on the pie, but I didn’t have the opportunity to slip back into the kitchen with it. Maybe there was something in the book that would undo the wrong spell he got lumbered with. Although, it didn’t appear anything was wrong. My magic probably didn’t work all that well anyway, so I had no idea why this magic organization was worried. No harm, no foul.
After swallowing, he said, “This is really good. I could get used to this.”
Yeah, well, I could get used to him.
“ I might become a regular around here, just to warn you.” He peered up through his long lashes.
I smiled wide. The section of my brain controlling my facial functions had ceased to function. “I’d like that.”
“ I’m Rory Covington, by the way.”
The gorgeous man stretched his muscular arm toward me. I took his hand in mine. His grip was firm, but his hand was oh-so-smooth. Yep, definitely eye candy, but did he know he was eye candy?
His touch produced a tingle in my body, almost like the electric charge I’d felt from the magic. “Nice to meet you. I’m Blair Elly.” My face heated instantly. “I mean, my name is Elly Blair.” Now I couldn’t even get my name right. I needed to buy duct tape in bulk. Using it on my mouth was the only way to stop my stupid responses.
Mary Jane made a face behind Rory’s back, pointing toward his backside. I pursed my lips and shook my head, hoping he wouldn’t notice. Too late. He turned and Mary Jane pretended to stretch and yawn. She wasn’t fooling anyone with that act. If only crawling under the counter really was an option.
In spite of the humiliation, I remained cool as a frosty December morning. I did what any girl would do: I pretended she hadn’t been referencing Rory’s hotness. Mary Jane inched further and further away from us. I wanted to grab her shirt and tell her not to leave me alone with him. She wouldn’t have listened, though. After all, she’d gotten me into this mess. Even though today was the first time I’d ever met
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