outdoor swimming pool
selling something that looks way too illegal for close proximity should a
teacher or Federal agent show up.
“Mia, what can I do you for?” he drawls, looking me up and
down. I drop my change into his hand.
“Smokes,” I say giving him my evil stare.
“Ah sure,” he says before hastily handing me the two
cigarettes.
I guess the latest rumors are true then. I'm now
officially a witch that can make you suffer impotency just by looking at you.
This week should be interesting.
I cross the street from campus to the tattoo parlor on the
other side and light a smoke. I plan on making Alec and Livvy coffee and
scoring myself a cup without looking like a mooch. The bell on the door jingles
as I push through. I take my hoodie off and tousle the red and black strands
with my fingers. Livvy is at her usual spot behind the cash register.
“Hi Mia,” she greets me cheerily. Her purple hair bounces
up and down as she runs over to me and wraps me in a bear hug. She squeezes
hard and fast before letting me go. You wouldn't say she just saw me a couple
of hours ago. I guess she's just a happy person. Way too happy for my personal
space issues, but oddly enough, nobody in this place rubs me up the wrong way.
It’s like we have a secret understanding or bond type of thing.
“I thought I'd stop by and make you lazy bums some
coffee,” I say looking around for Alec, but he’s nowhere to be found.
“Thank goodness, because that man is a coffee consuming
machine. I must've made him ten cups already,” she says on a smile. It sounds
like a complaint, but it sure doesn’t look like one.
“Speaking of Alec, where is he?” I ask, scanning the room
once more.
“Oooh, he is in the back, showing these really cute guys
around, cousins of cousins or something like that,” she answers all dreamy
while staring in the direction of the back room. I laugh at her and follow her
to the kitchen. I grab the pot off the counter and fill it at the sink. As I
reach up to get the three cups from the shelf, a familiar voice booms down the
hall. My stomach sinks. Damn this guy. Is he everywhere? I keep facing the
cupboard and put the cups down in front of me.
“Hi baby girl, came for your daily fix I see. The boss
hides his choc chip on the top shelf,” Alec says from behind me. It’s
information Alec doesn't have to give me. I already know where the cookies are.
I take a step to the side and reach for the cookies. I wonder if Jase is with
them. Did Livvy say how many guys were in the back with Alec? I can't remember.
A long, low whistle comes from behind me.
“That is some fine…” Whatever Lewis was about to say ends
in a swoosh of air.
“You will not speak of Mia that way in front of me,” Alec
says in a don’t-fuck-with-me voice.
“Mia? Mia!” Lewis booms again, and I'm spun around by the
shoulder. My eyes scan the kitchen. Yes, all three of them are here. Jase has
his damn hoodie down too. He definitely has a face made for sin. Those green
eyes are framed by impossibly long and equally impossibly black lashes. A
silver hoop glistens in his right eye brow. My eyes travel down his nose that
looks like it might have been broken at some point. It adds to that danger he
seems to radiate. My eyes linger a bit too long on his lips, they look so soft
with the plumper bottom lip glistening as he runs his tongue over it. He grabs
hold of the snake bite in the corner of his lip with his teeth and lets it
slide free slowly. In that moment, I'm sure he is the devil sent here to drag
me to hell. With him I'd go freely. I force my eyes to move lower to his jaw
and the little stubble barely visible there. What would that feel like against
my tongue? I shake my head and look down at the floor. Lewis chuckles, takes
the pot from me and places it in the machine.
“He shocks and awes. An Angel and a Devil,” he says before
smacking me on my ass. I jump from the contact of the
selling something that looks way too illegal for close proximity should a
teacher or Federal agent show up.
“Mia, what can I do you for?” he drawls, looking me up and
down. I drop my change into his hand.
“Smokes,” I say giving him my evil stare.
“Ah sure,” he says before hastily handing me the two
cigarettes.
I guess the latest rumors are true then. I'm now
officially a witch that can make you suffer impotency just by looking at you.
This week should be interesting.
I cross the street from campus to the tattoo parlor on the
other side and light a smoke. I plan on making Alec and Livvy coffee and
scoring myself a cup without looking like a mooch. The bell on the door jingles
as I push through. I take my hoodie off and tousle the red and black strands
with my fingers. Livvy is at her usual spot behind the cash register.
“Hi Mia,” she greets me cheerily. Her purple hair bounces
up and down as she runs over to me and wraps me in a bear hug. She squeezes
hard and fast before letting me go. You wouldn't say she just saw me a couple
of hours ago. I guess she's just a happy person. Way too happy for my personal
space issues, but oddly enough, nobody in this place rubs me up the wrong way.
It’s like we have a secret understanding or bond type of thing.
“I thought I'd stop by and make you lazy bums some
coffee,” I say looking around for Alec, but he’s nowhere to be found.
“Thank goodness, because that man is a coffee consuming
machine. I must've made him ten cups already,” she says on a smile. It sounds
like a complaint, but it sure doesn’t look like one.
“Speaking of Alec, where is he?” I ask, scanning the room
once more.
“Oooh, he is in the back, showing these really cute guys
around, cousins of cousins or something like that,” she answers all dreamy
while staring in the direction of the back room. I laugh at her and follow her
to the kitchen. I grab the pot off the counter and fill it at the sink. As I
reach up to get the three cups from the shelf, a familiar voice booms down the
hall. My stomach sinks. Damn this guy. Is he everywhere? I keep facing the
cupboard and put the cups down in front of me.
“Hi baby girl, came for your daily fix I see. The boss
hides his choc chip on the top shelf,” Alec says from behind me. It’s
information Alec doesn't have to give me. I already know where the cookies are.
I take a step to the side and reach for the cookies. I wonder if Jase is with
them. Did Livvy say how many guys were in the back with Alec? I can't remember.
A long, low whistle comes from behind me.
“That is some fine…” Whatever Lewis was about to say ends
in a swoosh of air.
“You will not speak of Mia that way in front of me,” Alec
says in a don’t-fuck-with-me voice.
“Mia? Mia!” Lewis booms again, and I'm spun around by the
shoulder. My eyes scan the kitchen. Yes, all three of them are here. Jase has
his damn hoodie down too. He definitely has a face made for sin. Those green
eyes are framed by impossibly long and equally impossibly black lashes. A
silver hoop glistens in his right eye brow. My eyes travel down his nose that
looks like it might have been broken at some point. It adds to that danger he
seems to radiate. My eyes linger a bit too long on his lips, they look so soft
with the plumper bottom lip glistening as he runs his tongue over it. He grabs
hold of the snake bite in the corner of his lip with his teeth and lets it
slide free slowly. In that moment, I'm sure he is the devil sent here to drag
me to hell. With him I'd go freely. I force my eyes to move lower to his jaw
and the little stubble barely visible there. What would that feel like against
my tongue? I shake my head and look down at the floor. Lewis chuckles, takes
the pot from me and places it in the machine.
“He shocks and awes. An Angel and a Devil,” he says before
smacking me on my ass. I jump from the contact of the
Similar Books
