She blushed, “Sorry, I lost control of my magic for a bit.”
“It’s fine,” he said, his gaze turning to the plants on the bookshelf. “Holy shit.”
She followed his gaze, inhaling sharply. The plants she’d brought down from her bedroom had grown to at least twice their original size. Their leaves and vines were bright green with a soft sheen, practically glowing with health.
“The plants grew,” Briggs said.
“They did,” Cece said.
“Do they always grow like this when you climax?” Briggs asked.
She studied her hands, but she couldn’t feel even a faint pulse of her magic. “No. I mean, I don’t think so… but to be fair, my orgasms aren’t usually that intense.”
Briggs winked at her. “You’re welcome.”
She laughed and then glanced at his pants again. “Um, I imagine you want to get cleaned up.”
He nodded, and they stared at each other before Cece grabbed her pajamas and stood, wrapping the blanket around her naked body. Briggs handed her the vibrator, and she blushed at how wet and slick it was. “Okay, well, um, thank you again, Briggs. I’ll see you in the morning?”
“Good night, Cece.”
“Good night, Briggs.”
CHAPTER 29
“Have you been to this restaurant before?” Cece asked as Briggs found a spot in the parking lot and shut off his truck.
“No, have you?”
“I haven’t.” Cece glanced at her phone before turning to Briggs. “Are you sure it’s okay that I go to this?”
Briggs nodded. “Ronin specifically invited you as well.”
“Are you close to Ronin?” Cece asked. “Is that why he invited us for dinner?”
“No, not really, but Hudson texted, and he and Rosalie are invited too, so I think it’s some sort of work thing.”
“That makes it even weirder that I’m here,” Cece said.
Briggs laughed. “No, it doesn’t. I’m pretty sure he invited us all to dinner so he can tell everyone about the Celine Dion concert.”
Cece stared at him in confusion, and Briggs grinned. “He’s been on vacation, and he and Kat went to Vegas to see Celine Dion. Ronin is obsessed with her. It would absolutely be like him to invite everyone from work to dinner so he can give us a play-by-play of the concert. Hell, he’ll probably make us go to Celine karaoke afterward.”
“Celine karaoke?” Cece asked.
“Some shit he made up. I’ve never gone, but Tori said basically Ronin takes you to a dive bar that has nightly karaoke and makes everyone sing nothing but Celine Dion songs.”
Cece laughed. “Oh my God, he’s so weird.”
“Yep,” Briggs said. “But he’s saved your life twice, so if he wants me to sing fucking Celine Dion songs, I will.”
She stared at him as warmth washed over her. She’d woken in her own bed this morning, relieved to see that the barrier spell had worked, but also convinced that things would be awkward between her and Briggs.
To her surprise, there hadn’t been any awkwardness. She’d come downstairs to find Briggs cooking them breakfast, and he’d been more relaxed and talkative than she’d ever seen him. He’d even asked for her opinion on a few of the decoration choices for his parents’ anniversary party.
After breakfast, she started working on some of Monroe’s potions in the living room. When she’d wandered back into the kitchen a few hours later, she’d nearly fallen over. Briggs had installed the new dishwasher that had been sitting in its box in the kitchen for over a year.
“You okay, little witch?” Briggs’s voice brought her back to the present.
