Allie Beckstrom 09 - Magic for a Price

by Devon Monk

  Zay stood at the door and shook the last wisps of the Illusion spell off his fingers.

  Victor started singing the happy birthday song, and everyone joined in.

  I couldn’t stop smiling. This—all this, all of them—was worth every price I’d ever paid.

  Zay stepped up and wrapped his arms around me. “Happy birthday, love,” he said. “Can I buy you a cup of coffee?”

  “Yes,” I said. “You can. Today and every day.” I reached up and kissed him. And oh, sweet loves, how he kissed me back.