“You’re being smug,” I hiss.
“Are the cards saying that or are you?”
“I am.”
He chuckles. “From my point of view, I’d say it’s pretty fucking justified.”
I can’t help but laugh, it’s almost comical the way this is playing out in his favor. The universe has a sense of humor.
“Come on, keep going. I’m having fun,” he says.
“The following three draws are aboutyou. So maybe stop acting like such a dick.” The seventh pull forms the base of the four-card staff that sits to the right of the other six. I flip the inverted King of Wands and my eyes narrow;now I’ve got him.My finger taps the imagery. “This represents your subconscious motivations . . .you have ill intentions. When I look at this in relation to the first card, it says you’re meddling where you ought not to and?—”
“Hey, now?—”
“Andmanipulating the situation!”
The corner of his mouth tugs into a sexy smirk. “What else does it say?”
The eighth card, the Queen of Pentacles, is placed above the upside-down Magician. “The deck says you’re stable and grounded, reliable and nurturing to those you care about.”To be fair, that’s an accurate read of Logan.
“That’s nice.”
“Mm-hmm. Moving on,” I announce. “This next card is a representation of your hopes and fears.”
Two of Cups. “Youwant to be in a relationship. You want to find someone, you crave connection.”
He scoffs. “Who doesn’t?”
His feeble attempts at remaining aloof have me choking back laughter. I can see right through his bullshit.
Finally, we’re down to the last card—which represents the outcome.
I flip it over and my laughter stops.Death. He raises an eyebrow.
“It’s not literal,” I assure him. But I don’t like it. “It means you’re about to experience profound change. Something is coming to an end, and something new is about to begin. When it happens, there’s no going back.”
This worries me. I believe in progress and self-growth, but I’m really happy where I am in life. I don’t want anything to change for either of us.
“Fascinating.”
Maybe he’s about to find the one he’s looking for.I should be thrilled, right?
“Readings aren’t always accurate,” I remind him as a disclaimer. “Everything is subjective.”
I gather my cards and swallow down the energy vibrating off Logan. I thought for sure it was going to say that Jason was a good match and I should stay with him. It’s not like I’m going to pick up my phone and break up with him after one tarot spread. After all, everything is up for interpretation. However, something tells me this is going to be wedged in my thoughts like a stubborn splinter.
“Or . . .” he says, with his stare burning into me, “it’s all true.”
The shop’s back door swings open with a loud groan, then closes quietly. I can tell it’s Thor by the way he slammed the door. “Goddamn. We need to throw some WD-40 on these hinges,” he barks from the back.
“Joining us for poker tonight, Junior?”
I gather my deck of cards into a pile and slide them back into the case. Logan’s gaze finds mine. “Can’t. I’m meeting up with Jason,” I reply.
“You sure? We could use you to distract him while we clean out his bank accounts. We’ll make sure you get a cut.”
“I’m not sure he finds me distracting enough.” The words fall out of my mouth before I can stop them. “To take his money,” I add quickly.Yikes, what’s wrong with me?Thor’s footsteps grow louder as he walks down the hallway.
