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by Amanda M. Lee


  “ANOTHER ONE?”

  Landon was all smiles as he ripped my newest ticket off his pad and handed it to me several days later. I rolled to my back on his couch and read it, snorting when I saw the fine spelled out in his precise handwriting.

  “Really? You want to eat bacon while I’m massaging you? That sounds like a greasy mess.”

  “Only if you do it right.” Landon pressed a kiss to my cheek as he sat next to me. “What did you do while I was at work today?”

  “I packed everything that you didn’t need in your office, filed two articles and texted with Clove.”

  “What’s wrong with Clove?”

  “She works with Thistle.”

  “Ah, well, enough said.” Landon grabbed my hand and tugged it to his chest so he could study my fingertips. “Were you bored?”

  “No. I appreciated the dirty texts you sent me.”

  “I only had time for three today. I was busy.”

  “I figured that out myself.”

  “I’m trying to finish everything up so we can leave Friday morning to head back to Hemlock Cove early,” Landon said. “I’m ready to go home.”

  He said the word easily, which warmed my heart, but I couldn’t help but be a bit surprised. “I thought you wanted more time alone?”

  “We’ve spent the past few days alone. It’s not as if we’ll be surrounded by people all of the time. Thistle spends the bulk of her time at Marcus’ place now, and Clove lives with Sam. It’s already kind of like the guesthouse is ours.”

  “I’m not complaining – I want you to think of the guesthouse as your home because it is – but I’m surprised you don’t want to take advantage of this setup after how terrible last weekend was.”

  “Did you think it was terrible?” Landon looked legitimately curious. “I thought it was only mildly annoying.”

  “That’s not what you said when I was walking around with a black eye.”

  “Yes, but that’s mostly faded now.” He gently ran his knuckles down the side of my face. “I had fun last weekend despite some of the more … extravagant … obstacles we faced.”

  “Extravagant? That’s an interesting word choice.”

  “I think it’s the right one,” Landon explained. “When I fell in love with you I knew I was getting an exciting life in the bargain. I don’t think I had a choice falling in love with you. I think it was meant to be from the moment I met you.”

  “Are you okay with all of the excitement? I mean … there are going to be times when things get out of control. Heck, with my family, it seems to happen weekly. Aunt Tillie might not curse another wishing well … or send us into a book of fairy tales … or even trap us in her memories. She will think of something to annoy us, though.”

  “I’m okay with that.” Landon’s smile was impish. “She’s part of our lives. I wouldn’t trade that for anything, no matter how annoying she is.”

  “She’s been texting, too,” I admitted. “She wants to know if you’ve arrested me for having a filthy mind yet. She also wants to know when we’ll be back, because she’s sick of Mom focusing all of her attention on her and wants to break free.”

  Landon snickered, mirth lighting his face. “Well, don’t tell her we’re coming back early. Let her suffer.”

  “Games?”

  “Aunt Tillie isn’t the only one who can play them.”

  “I’m glad you’re comfortable thinking of Hemlock Cove as home,” I said after a beat. “I want it to be your home.”

  “You’re my home. Hemlock Cove is just a really weird bonus. It’s a bonus that occasionally causes me to see flying people … and talking bears … and cranky witches. It’s still home.”

  “It is.” I rested my head against his shoulder. “We’re almost there. In one month you’ll be in Hemlock Cove full time. I’m really excited. I know that sounds cheesy, but there it is. I can’t stop smiling I’m so excited.”

  Landon offered me an exaggerated grin, as if he wholeheartedly agreed with me. “I like cheese. It’s okay.”

  “I like cheese, too.” I matched my fingers to his, enjoying the way his hand dwarfed mine before linking them. “Cheese is especially good when you mix it with bacon.”

  “And that right there is why you’re my favorite person in the world.” Landon smacked a loud kiss against my lips. “So, how does dinner and a movie sound?”

  “Great.”

  “Good. We’ll enjoy the rest of our alone time tonight and head home tomorrow.”

  “That sounds like a plan.”

  Landon grabbed his ticket book and started writing.

  “What are you doing?”

  “I only have one more night to cite you. I’m going to make this last one good.”

  I ran my finger down his cheek and captured an errant eyelash, holding it up for him. He dragged his eyes from me, curious.

  “What?”

  “Make a wish.”

  “I have everything I want … except for bacon. We need to add bacon.”

  “Of course we do.”

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  Books by Amanda M. Lee

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  Who, What, Where, When, Die

  If it Bleeds, it Leads

  Buried Leads

  Shot Off The Presses

  The Preditorial Page

  Misquoted & Demoted

  Headlines & Deadlines

  Misprints & Mistakes

  Bylines & Skylines

  Off the Record

  A Wicked Witches of the Midwest Mystery

  Any Witch Way You Can

  Every Witch Way But Wicked

  Witching You Were Here

  Witching on a Star

  Something to Witch About

  Witch Me Luck

  Life’s a Witch

  Charms & Witchdemeanors

  The Trouble With Witches

  Murder Most Witchy

  A Wicked Witches of the Midwest Short

  Careful What You Witch For

  Wicked Brew

  On a Witch and a Prayer

  You Only Witch Once

  The Christmas Witch

  Bewitched

  A Solstice Celebration

  Witchdependence Day

  Happy Witchgiving

  Merry Witchmas

  Four-Leaf Clover

  Thistle While You Work

  A Wicked Witches of the Midwest Fantasy

  Witchy Tales

  A Witch In Time

  An Aisling Grimlock Mystery

  Grim Tidings

  Grim Offerings

  Grim Discovery

  Grim Reunion

  Grim Expectations

  Grim Holiday

  Covenant College

  Awakening

  Whispering

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  Waxing & Waning

  Graduating

  Living Covenant Trilogy

  Rising Covenant

  Dark Covenant

  Eternal Covenant

  Dying Covenant Trilogy

  Haunted Covenant

  Desperate Covenant

  A Mystic Caravan Mystery

  Freaky Days

  Freaky Lies

  Freaky Hearts

 

 

 


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