Coven by Lacey Weatherford

dad would probably high five me,
actually. He likes seeing his son do “manly” things like playing
sports and dragging females around by the hair.”
    I snorted. “By the hair?”
    “Yes. We’re very caveman-like at our house.
Hey, since we’re having dinner at your place, tonight, you should
come over and eat with us tomorrow night. You can meet my family,
too, and I’ll even show you my nightstand. You can try it on for
size.”
    Bumping my shoulder into his, I laughed.
“That sounds fun. We can totally do that. If you survive tonight,
that is.”
    “Is it going to be that bad? Does your dad
honestly hate me already?”
    “I don’t think he hates you at all. I think
he simply is distrustful of guys, in general. My parents are very
. . . close . . . physically.”
    “I should hope so,” Seth replied with a
laugh.
    “No, I mean like, all the time. It’s like
they’re on their own island and forget that other people are
around. They’re really into each other, literally.”
    “Okay, and what does that have to do with
me?”
    “Well, putting it bluntly, my dad thinks all
guys just want to get in my pants, because that’s how he always
thinks about my mom.”
    Seth glanced down at my jeans. “Sounds like
he’s a smart guy; and I agree, your pants are awesome. Designer? I
have to say they look a bit too feminine for my taste and
definitely too small. Yeah, I think your pants are safe from
me.”
    Rolling my eyes, I giggled and leaned
closer. “I’ll be sure to tell my dad that. He’ll rest so much
easier.”
    Seth stared at my lips, suddenly cupping my
chin and pulling me closer, briefly pressing his lips against mine
and I sighed as the tiny sparks fluttered through me.
    “What was that for?” I asked, our lips still
merely a breath apart.
    “Because I like you.” He pressed his lips
against mine again. “A lot,” he added afterward.
    “I like that you like me ‘a lot’,” I
replied, leaning in to capture his lips this time.
    “Mr. Masterson and Ms. Mangum, please save
it for later. Class, open your books to chapter two and let’s
discuss proper sentence structure.”
    Seth and I broke apart, but as soon as our
books were open he slipped his hand into mine under the table.
    I couldn’t help smiling. Things between us
were off to a good start and I was anxious to get to know him
better.

Chapter Ten
     
     
    Lunch and practice weren’t too brutal,
actually. Jett invited me to sit by him at the restaurant, earning
me a hateful stare from Megan, but Seth made a big show of scooting
into the booth before me so he was next to Jett. Since everyone
else was around, the conversation never got awkward. Mostly
everyone was teasing Jett about my kicking his butt. I wanted to
tell them that he’d thrown the fight, but I knew that could cause
problems for people who’d bet on him, so I kept my mouth shut.
    Cheer practice went well after school and
I’d even stayed after an extra hour to work with Stephanie.
Apparently my years of dance lessons were paying off because I
seemed to be grasping everything fairly easily.
    Glancing at the clock on my desk, I wrapped
my towel tighter around me and made my way over to the closet,
hoping to find something that looked incredibly amazing without
seeming too fancy or like I was trying too hard. My parents would
catch onto that immediately and I’d never hear the end of it.
    The “incredible” outfit ended up being a
pair of designer jeans and a form fitted pink tee that showed off
my curves. Next, I carefully did my makeup and styled my hair in
loose waves before bounding down the stairs to the kitchen.
    “Don’t you look nice?” my mom said,
smiling.
    “Thanks. What can I help with?”
    “I’m just finishing up with the food. If
you’d like to set the table, that would be great.
    Feeling pretty awesome, I snapped my fingers
and the silverware drawer popped open. Quirking my index finger at
the eating utensils they raised from the drawer.
    “Magic