Magic at Midnight
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Had he lost his mind? Had she? Her heart gave a little lurch. Dare she hope? “I— This is your home, Jacques. Not mine.”
He gave her a boyish, lopsided grin that made her insides melt all over again. “It will be. It’s after midnight, cher. The magic of midnight on New Years Eve dictates that, whatever you’re doing at that precise moment, you’ll do all year long.”
Coming from anyone else, Jeannette would have dismissed it as so much bullshit, but she knew Jacques. He never said or did anything he didn’t mean. Every woman he’d ever dated knew exactly where she stood with him, and none of them had been surprised when he kissed them goodbye for the last time.
She couldn’t resist a little teasing. “So, I’ve managed to tame the playboy then?”
“Well, my mama was a voodoo queen, so I happen to believe in magic.”
“Your mama was no such thing and she’d whip your ass for even suggesting it.”
He laughed and pulled her close. “You can rat me out at our wedding if you want. I don’t think she’d mind, given the result.”
And wouldn’t you know, she didn’t.
**Marteeka**
Marteeka Karland
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