Frog Hollow (Witches of Sanctuary Book 1) by Savannah Blevins Page A
Authors: Savannah Blevins
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use. Instead, I hold my elbow up for her to heal as well, because she is so much better at it than I am. “So you don’t mind watching the tent for me tonight?”
“Of course not.” She places her hand over my elbow and squeezes. “What is family for, if not to cover for a date?”
“A date?” A voice sings loudly in my ear, and before I can turn, Abby wheels around the corner of the table with Sadie close behind her. “Who has a date?”
Sera motions toward me with her chin, grinning. “Not just any date. A mystery date.”
I have only a moment before the questions begin, and I watch Sera sneak away down the table to help a customer who just arrived. I spend the remainder of the afternoon reliving my moment with my mystery date, from his perfect blue eyes, to his quirky choice of book, for Abby and Sadie’s complete delight. They are thrilled to find out they are now involved and are expected to spy on him to figure out his identity.
However, I am still trying to decide how I feel about it. I keep recalling how my heart sped up every time he smiled at me, and I feel the excitement slowly building inside me. However, just like earlier today, my thoughts divert to things I tell myself shouldn’t matter. I know, without knowing his name, that Reid won’t approve of him.
Chapter 8
A MYSTERY REVEALED
My toes tip over the corner of the curb as my hand plays nervously with the macramé bracelet on my left wrist. The chapel casts a shadow over me, blocking the setting sun from my vision. My nerves begin playing evil tricks on my stomach, and I close my eyes, trying to focus on the scent of the festival, most especially the cotton candy stand to my right. The air surrounding me smells delicious, and, with enough time, I feel the butterflies in my stomach slowly turn to hunger.
I casually glance over my shoulder, watching two little boys eagerly wait their turn in line. Their eyes are honed in on the worker wrapping the cotton candy around a giant cone. I wonder if I have enough time to eat one before my date shows up.
I turn back, stepping to my left to make sure I can still see Abby and Sadie sitting on the park bench beside one of the craft booths down the street. Sadie sends me a reassuring wave as I check my watch for the twentieth time. It is exactly fifteen seconds until five o’clock. I sigh. I don’t have time for a snack.
A prickle of fear runs down my spine as someone clears their throat behind me. I dart around to find the two small boys gone, with nothing but hints of their laughter lingering in the air. In their place, standing a little too close for comfort, is none other than my mystery date in all his gorgeous glory.
“Good evening.” He holds up two cones of cotton candy. “I come in peace.”
My stomach growls at the sight of the cotton candy while the rest of my body yearns for something else entirely. “You’re sneaky,” I say, backing away from him until my heart stops skipping.
Except the further I step away, the easier it is to admire the subtle changes in him. His mussed hair from this morning is now perfectly in place. His t-shirt exposes half a tattoo on his bicep. A black bird? A crow?
I’m distracted when he holds the pink cone out to me, twirling it around under my nose. “You are just unusually unobservant.” He turns the arm with the tattoo away from me. “Nice jeans, by the way.”
I scowl at him and grab the blue cone from his hand. He doesn’t look as surprised as I’d hoped, as if I did exactly what he expected. Then, as if to prove he doesn’t care about the color change or the change in my attire, he plucks off a piece of pink candy, swirls it around his finger, and sticks it in his mouth. My own mouth begins to water as he licks it from his finger.
“Thanks for showing up.” This time he actually sounds sincere. “I had my doubts whether or not Reid would let you out of the house.”
“So did I,” I
“Of course not.” She places her hand over my elbow and squeezes. “What is family for, if not to cover for a date?”
“A date?” A voice sings loudly in my ear, and before I can turn, Abby wheels around the corner of the table with Sadie close behind her. “Who has a date?”
Sera motions toward me with her chin, grinning. “Not just any date. A mystery date.”
I have only a moment before the questions begin, and I watch Sera sneak away down the table to help a customer who just arrived. I spend the remainder of the afternoon reliving my moment with my mystery date, from his perfect blue eyes, to his quirky choice of book, for Abby and Sadie’s complete delight. They are thrilled to find out they are now involved and are expected to spy on him to figure out his identity.
However, I am still trying to decide how I feel about it. I keep recalling how my heart sped up every time he smiled at me, and I feel the excitement slowly building inside me. However, just like earlier today, my thoughts divert to things I tell myself shouldn’t matter. I know, without knowing his name, that Reid won’t approve of him.
Chapter 8
A MYSTERY REVEALED
My toes tip over the corner of the curb as my hand plays nervously with the macramé bracelet on my left wrist. The chapel casts a shadow over me, blocking the setting sun from my vision. My nerves begin playing evil tricks on my stomach, and I close my eyes, trying to focus on the scent of the festival, most especially the cotton candy stand to my right. The air surrounding me smells delicious, and, with enough time, I feel the butterflies in my stomach slowly turn to hunger.
I casually glance over my shoulder, watching two little boys eagerly wait their turn in line. Their eyes are honed in on the worker wrapping the cotton candy around a giant cone. I wonder if I have enough time to eat one before my date shows up.
I turn back, stepping to my left to make sure I can still see Abby and Sadie sitting on the park bench beside one of the craft booths down the street. Sadie sends me a reassuring wave as I check my watch for the twentieth time. It is exactly fifteen seconds until five o’clock. I sigh. I don’t have time for a snack.
A prickle of fear runs down my spine as someone clears their throat behind me. I dart around to find the two small boys gone, with nothing but hints of their laughter lingering in the air. In their place, standing a little too close for comfort, is none other than my mystery date in all his gorgeous glory.
“Good evening.” He holds up two cones of cotton candy. “I come in peace.”
My stomach growls at the sight of the cotton candy while the rest of my body yearns for something else entirely. “You’re sneaky,” I say, backing away from him until my heart stops skipping.
Except the further I step away, the easier it is to admire the subtle changes in him. His mussed hair from this morning is now perfectly in place. His t-shirt exposes half a tattoo on his bicep. A black bird? A crow?
I’m distracted when he holds the pink cone out to me, twirling it around under my nose. “You are just unusually unobservant.” He turns the arm with the tattoo away from me. “Nice jeans, by the way.”
I scowl at him and grab the blue cone from his hand. He doesn’t look as surprised as I’d hoped, as if I did exactly what he expected. Then, as if to prove he doesn’t care about the color change or the change in my attire, he plucks off a piece of pink candy, swirls it around his finger, and sticks it in his mouth. My own mouth begins to water as he licks it from his finger.
“Thanks for showing up.” This time he actually sounds sincere. “I had my doubts whether or not Reid would let you out of the house.”
“So did I,” I
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