Accidental Leigh by Melanie James Page A

her to translate it, if she could. I looked over at Hunter and he was asleep. I took my phone into the kitchen with Luna following me.
    My phone rang within minutes. “So, are you worried about someone attacking you?”
    “Huh? No, this is that spell for wisdom, but something w ent wrong.”
    “I’ll say! It literally translates to, Harm will befall the one who touches me .”
    “Dammit. So, I created a spell that would curse anyone that touches me? Fuck me! Seriously?”
    “No, not likely. I strongly would suggest avoiding that pleasure, unless you want your lover to feel the wrath of whatever your newfound witchcraft can muster up.”
    “Do you think this is something I can reverse? The spell, I mean?”
    “How would I know? I don’t know the slightest thing about being a witch, let alone how spells work. I did see a TV show once where this witch had to read the spell backwards in order to reverse it, but I don’t remember what else she had to do, or if it even worked for her.”
    I thanked Lindsey and after I hung up, I turned to Luna. “So, do you have any ideas how to fix this disaster?” Luna swatted my wormy smelling candle across the desk. “Light the candle?”
    “Meow .”
    “OK, and then what? Do I read the spell backwards?”
    “Meow, meow.”
    Could my cat really know what to do? Am I seriously contemplating listening to the advice of my cat? Well, why not? What else could possibly go wrong today? “OK, Luna. If I blow up the neighborhood or something, it’s on you.”
    I lit the candle. The pungent odor filled the kitchen. I recited the spell backwards. The first time I reversed the order of the words and the second by clumsily trying to sound out the words with a reverse spelling.
    “Let’s hope this works , Luna. I don’t want to be considered too dangerous to be around. I actually really like him.”
    “Meeeoww.”
    “I think you are saying that maybe I already am? Such a sassy little brat! Remind me again why I adopted you?”
    I heard Hunter’s voice calling out from the living room. “Did it rain or something? It smells like worms in here.”
    Luna and I went in to check on him. “Hey! Good to see you’re still alive! Sorry about the smell. I lit a candle that is supposed to have a rain fresh smell, but I agree with you, it’s much more like dying worms. Are you feeling any better?”
    “Actually, I feel great! It’s like my he adache never happened.”
    I looked at his forehead and there was only a slight red mark now. “I’m completely ready to restart our date, if you are.”
    “Absolutely.” Hunter sat up and Luna hopped into his lap. “I think we ought to head out to dinner, maybe it’s a little early, but we haven’t eaten all day. Italian sound good to you?”
    “Sounds awesome! Am I dressed OK for the place that you have in mind?”
    “You look perfect, Leigh.”
    “Just one thing, Hunter. You’ve got a small red spot on your forehead.” I leaned into him and gave him a tiny kiss on the lingering contusion. Then I waited for the ceiling to fall on him. To my amazement, the red spot faded away. “I just wanted to make you feel a little better and thanks for today. It was fun. Well, at least parts of it were fun. I really enjoyed spending time with you. Let’s hope we have better luck from here on out.”
    Hunter smiled at me and stood up and took my hand, kissing it lightly. I had never been around a man with such good manners and who treated me so nice. It was very refreshing. “The bumps and bruises were all worth it. Let’s head out, shall we?”
    We had a short drive to an upscale Italian restaurant where he maintained his perfect manners. I could tell he was doing his best to impress me and it sure as hell was working. During our meal, the conversation flowed easily and we covered a lot of ground. I asked him what he had planned for the weekend and when he told me, I dropped my fork. Oh FUCK!
    “Well, this weekend, me and a couple of the roofers