Winter Fire (Witchling Series)

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watched it burn in his hand. It sank into his skin, and Beck smiled.
    “I call them candy flames,” she explained. “They look pretty and make you happy. It’s like an energized hug.” She felt it counteract the phone call. Beck’s body relaxed as the warmth of fire magick worked through him.
    “That’s really incredible, Morgan.”
    “I have to take care of you.”
    He tilted her chin up, so she could see his eyes.
    “Thank you,” he said quietly. “You don’t have to take care of me, though.”
    “Someone does,” she countered, caught up in his beautiful eyes and masculine scent. She never noticed the smell of anyone else, even Connor. Something about Beck made her want to bury her face in his sweater, where she could breathe him in and soak up his warmth. Her fire magick responded to his earth magick, playfully pushing at the calmer element.
    When Beck’s direct look grew too intense for her, Morgan ducked her head.
    “Hey, Beck.”
    Beck’s touch slid away as he turned, but he took her hand instinctively, as if not wanting to let her go. The couple approaching made Morgan look twice. The guy was almost identical to Beck, except his eyes were dark and his aura shadowed. She knew without asking it was his twin, the Master of Dark. The beautiful girl in his arms glowed with Light and happiness, her dark eyes dancing.
    “Morgan, this is my brother, Decker, and his girl, Summer,” Beck said. “Decker, Summer, this is Morgan.”
    Morgan caught the curious look Summer gave Beck and wondered why both seemed surprised to see Beck with anyone. Given what she had heard, he got around.
    “Fire,” Decker said, his assessing gaze on Morgan.
    She nodded and held out her hand, a pink candy flame in her palm. Summer glanced up at Decker, who released her with one arm to take the flame. He smiled faintly at its effect and passed it to Summer.
    “She’ll keep you warm at night,” Decker said.
    Morgan flushed. Beck winked at her, and Summer smiled.
    “You got a minute?” Decker asked.
    “Yeah, sure,” Beck answered.
    Morgan glanced up at him then at Summer, who moved away from the Master of Dark.
    “We’ll take a walk,” she said and held out her arm cheerfully. Something about the pretty girl made Morgan relax. She looped her arm through Summer’s, and they walked down the boardwalk, away from the twins.
    Morgan took in the lights, comforted by Summer’s warm magick.
    “I know I’ve seen you around, but you haven’t been here long, right?” Summer asked.
    “About three weeks,” Morgan replied. “I got here with my brother, Connor.”
    “I’ve met him in magick class.”
    “Yeah, he’s the ideal student.”
    “You don’t sound happy about that!”
    “Apparently, I have issues adjusting.”
    “You’re not what I expected.”
    At the puzzled note in the girl’s voice, Morgan focused on her.
    “Beck normally chooses stupidly,” Summer said and rolled her eyes. “But you’re … cool.”
    Morgan laughed. “Because I’m not a hot model?”
    “Oh, no,” Summer said quickly. “Because he swore off girls a few weeks ago, and he was serious this time.”
    “Not that serious, if he’s here with me.”
    “Morgan, his last girlfriend got killed.”
    Morgan stopped walking with a gasp. She stared at Summer, not expecting the news.
    “They weren’t serious. In fact, they just started dating,” Summer continued. “But there were some other circumstances behind what happened to her. He swore off all girls, so if he’s here with you…”
    “He fell off the wagon,” Morgan said promptly, still panicked by the idea that this was a real date. One that meant something.
    Summer smiled, but didn’t object. They started walking again, and curiosity drove Morgan to ask more even though she didn’t really want to.
    “What happened?”
    Summer hesitated. “It’s a rather long story. Do you know about Dawn?”
    “The blonde girl he knocked up?”
    She nodded.
    “Not much,” Morgan admitted.

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