‘You’re sure you don’t want to come with?’ Jackson asked, smiling at me before shifting to a more suspicious glance at Wyn. ‘Someone needs to be on constant Lydia duty otherwise we’ll come back with nothing but chips and ice cream.’
‘And that’s a problem how?’ Lydia shoved her brother in the ribs, so hard he almost toppled over. ‘We can handle the grocery store by ourselves. Let them alone.’
Letting us alone was what Jackson was afraid of, but he couldn’t say it out loud. Lydia grabbed his car keys and held them up high.
‘If you’re that stressed about going to the store with me, I’m more than happy to take myself.’
‘Give me those.’ Jackson snatched the key fob out of her hand and stormed off through the kitchen, into the garage. I laughed but Wyn said nothing, a silent observer at my side.
‘Y’all behave now,’ Lydia sang as she skipped after him. ‘I can’t prove it but I would not be surprised to find Ms Stovell has those nanny cameras all over this house. If you see a stuffed bear winking at you, flush it.’
‘Why do I get the feeling Jackson isn’t too crazy about mebeing here?’ Wyn asked when two car doors slammed shut in quick succession.
‘Didn’t he say he had to wake up super early?’ I suggested. ‘Could be he isn’t a morning person.’
‘Could be he wanted you all to himself.’
‘Could be I wanted you all to myself.’
I slipped my arms around his neck and looked around the cavernous kitchen. ‘Empty house, me and you, seems silly to waste time trying to guess what Jackson’s thinking.’
‘I don’t need to guess,’ Wyn replied as he picked me up off the ground and placed me on the kitchen counter. ‘You don’t have to be a witch to read his mind.’
‘What about mine?’ I asked, nose to nose. ‘What am I thinking?’
He answered with a kiss, confident and territorial, his teeth grazing my bottom lip when he broke away.
‘You’re psychic,’ I whispered. ‘That was exactly it.’
‘I’ve been thinking,’ he said, hands planted on the counter at either side of me. ‘We should make a list.’
‘A list of what?’
‘All the things we want to do over the next few weeks.’
My smile soured.
‘Before you have to go back to Asheville.’
When I looked away, he tenderly cupped my chin and turned my face back to his. ‘After that, we’ll start a new list. Everything we want to do in the fall and the winter and the new year, then next spring, next summer. I want to make forever plans with you but forever has to start someplace.’
‘It already started,’ I said, leaning back in for another kiss. ‘It’s just hard, knowing we’re always on a clock.’
‘Then it’s up to me to make every moment count,’ he murmured against my lips. ‘What do you want to do this summer?’
‘Besides stay alive, keep my friends out of danger and avoid Armageddon?’
‘Besides that.’
The prickling rush of heat that flamed over my skin had nothing to do with my magic and everything to do with the man positioned between my thighs.
‘I can’t think of anything,’ I said, almost dizzy. It was true, I literally couldn’t think of a single thing, my brain was just one loud, happy buzz.
‘There’s a drive-in movie theatre over in Beaufort, could be fun,’ Wyn suggested. ‘It’s only an hour or so from Savannah, we can drive back after the movie. Unless—’
‘Unless?’
‘Unless you wanted stay in Beaufort for the night. It’s a real pretty town. They’ve got some cute bed and breakfast places by the waterfront.’
