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I’m certain of only one thing…
This is the best orgasm I’ve ever had…even better than what I had in New Orleans.
And I won’t have another until he tells me I can.
…
When Ronan sees me home, I expect him to give me a kiss good night, but he doesn’t.
Which further cements what I fear.
Despite our whole New Orleans junket, we are not lovers, perhaps not even friends. We are a Dominant and a submissive who play together.
That’s all.
And I do something that I almost never do.
I cry.
Not full-blown, racking sobs or anything. Just gentle weeping with tears landing on my pillowcase.
I jerk upward as a thought spears into my head.
The love spell that Yvette gave me is still in my purse.
I don’t even believe in that kind of stuff.
But what are spells anyway? Are they not just a prayer in a different form? I don’t follow any one religion, but I do talk to God. I ask for forgiveness when I’ve done something bad, I give thanks for all the good things in my life, and on occasion, I ask for something.
I’ve never asked for someone to fall in love with me.
That seems to be crossing the line. Things I ask for are simpler. I ask for people who are suffering to find happiness. If I’m short on money one month, I ask for a little help. Sometimes it comes and sometimes it doesn’t, but I always get by.
I open the little packet Yvette gave me.
And then I smile.
What’s written on the paper is not a spell at all. It’s a simple message.
Dearest Mary,
I know you and my grandson haven’t known each other for long, but I see something when he looks at you. I see something I’ve never seen in him before. I believe you’re the one. You were placed in his path and he in yours. Don’t force it, and if you’re not feeling what I believe you are feeling, feel free to ignore this note. But I have a sixth sense about these things. You don’t practice Voodoo for a lifetime and not see the signs of impending love. Inside the sachet are rose petals and peppermint leaves and a small crystal of rose quartz. A talisman to attract love. Keep it with you. Because even if it’s not Ronan, I can see that you’re ready for love, Mary. And it will come to you.
Avec amour,
Yvette.
Chapter Thirty-One
Ronan
After a solid morning of meetings, I end up having to fly to Vegas the next evening.
I want to take Mary with me.
So crazy. I already took her to my hometown, and I’ll be working during all my waking hours in Las Vegas. I won’t have any time to spend with her.
But damn…I don’t want to be so far away from her.
