“Yeah. Gaga’s also asking if she can share my number with Ginger. They think she might be good at training me to control my sparks.”
We’d nicknamed his overpower as his sparks. I thought by giving it a harmless name, it would feel less scary for Rowan and the kids.He was doing it less, powering things around the house instead, so maybe it was doing the trick.
“Sounds good to me.” A witch trainer who knew where he came from without the town being involved was ideal. I needed to thank Mama for that one.
In the kitchen, Mom was cooking via a video call with the twins. She was teaching them how to make cookies.
“Imri, Sandy dropped the last egg,” Berry complained with a whine.
“That’s okay. We’ve got a grocery delivery coming in a few days,” I soothed. I grabbed some cleaning spray and a rag to clean up the spill.
“I want to make muffins tomorrow!” Sandy looked upset by the accident. I guess there were times they had to be careful with food. A spill would mean less for another day.
With a sigh, I sprayed the cleaner over the spot and wiped it away. “Guess I’ll head into Haenvale again. Maybe we should look into building our own chicken shed and run. What do you think?”
“Leave that for your mama when we arrive. She’s built a couple before,” Mom advised, then turned her attention back to Berry. “Greatmixing, princess! Sandy, you look ready for the chocolate chips. Great job!”
“Right, if you’re all okay without me, I’ll head out.” I put the cleaning supplies away and grabbed the keys to the truck.
Everyone waved me off, far too occupied to pay close attention to the extra pep in my step.
In all honesty, the last couple of days had been hard. Getting out of bed in the morning, I felt more exhausted than I had the night before. Every part of my body ached, and the only time I felt better was when I was in Haenvale.
The grocery store wasn’t too far away. I got a couple of boxes of eggs, more flour and sugar, just in case there were more baking accidents.
On the way home, I found myself driving back to the street where Sully lived. His house looked empty, though it would in the afternoon on a gorgeous summer’s day. Everyone was likely at work.
Further up, there was a sign for the road down to the lake. Instinct pulled me that way.
I parked my truck under some shady trees and wandered to the water’s edge.
My breath caught in my throat. Sully was in thewater.
Standing alone, looking completely naked, his pale skin gleaming, he’d never looked so beautiful.
There was a wistful expression on his face. I wanted to kiss it. Completely wrong of me considering this mess was my fault, but I couldn’t help how my heart leaped at the sight of him, his head raised to the light, his eyes closed.
Without thinking too deeply, I stripped down to my briefs and waded into the water.
Fuck, he was a sight for sore eyes. Getting closer to him without him even noticing, I spotted what he was wearing. Those were sinfully tiny!
“Didn’t know they made trunks that small, or that quokkas could swim,” I remarked, sure he could hear my splashes by now.
He turned to face me, his eyes lighting up when they landed on me. His hot gaze roved my body, taking in how my wet briefs clung to me and how I was reacting to the sight of him.
I stood still, waiting for his answer. He slowly made his way closer.
“Are you going to tell me your name this time?”
“No.” I didn’t know why it was something I wanted to keep from him until I discussed it with Rowan. In part, it was so he couldn’t look up every detail in my life before the paperwork was in place. I’d have to ask Ginger to manufacture some social media or something for the kids.
Magic was also about intention and names. Having my name would make it easier for him to break through the barrier Rowan had put in place to protect the house. The look away spell was now keyed to make people turn back as if there was nowhere else to go.
Sully looked slightly amused. “Of course. I didn’t expect anything else, Frank.”
“Frank?”
“Not a Frank then. Maybe a Tom?”
