Page 8 of Witch's Spark


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“Are the two of you okay?” Penny’s voice broke through the haze Faye had found herself in. Her voice had a musical quality to it, that tickled Faye’s mind in an entirely pleasant way. She could get used to listening to that.

“Yes, sorry,” Faye muttered, passing her the salt once Reese had let go.

“No,” Reese said faintly, and the two women swivelled their heads to look at him.

“Reese?” Faye asked, moving her hand so it hovered just over his. Offering comfort, but not touching him like would have been natural. They’d perfected the art of non-physical comfort.

“You can touch me, Faye,” he whispered.

“Not worth the pain,” she pointed out.

“There wasn’t any.”

“What?” She almost couldn’t believe what he was saying. “Are you...”

Instead of saying anything, Reese pushed to his feet, and closed the small gap between his and Faye’s chairs. They only had a small, circular, table, so it didn’t take much doing. Unsure of what he was doing, Faye rose to her feet as well, meaning they were now stood just inches apart. His breathing was heavy, and she found her gaze settling on his lips. A lump formed in her throat and she swallowed down passed it. What was he up to? Was he intending to torture them both? Because as it stood, he was doing a damn good job of that.

“Reese?” she whispered.

His hand came to her cheek. Touching her. And he smoothed his thumb over her cheek. Even knowing she shouldn’t, Faye leaned into his touch, enjoying the closeness. She enjoyed it even more when he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers.

For a moment, she was shocked. She’d imagined kissing Reese so often that she wasn’t sure which fantasy she preferred. But all of those imaginings faded compared to this. This was...magical. She twined her arms around his neck, and pressed her body against his, deepening the kiss. Tingles began to build along her body, and she wondered if it wasn’t just the touch thing that’d been sorted out, but her magic too. If Mia was to be believed, and the other witches she knew, then this was what was supposed to happen when they met their mate.

They broke apart, both breathing heavily.

“Hi,” Reese whispered.

“Hi,” she said back, her voice raspy and dry. She noticed soft sparks playing against his skin, and joy welled up in her heart. She wasn’t broken after all, there was just something that’d been blocking them. Which raised the question of what.

“I take it that’s my cue to leave then.”

Both of them looked sharply towards where Penny was now standing. She was fidgeting uncomfortably, and her eyes were looking everywhere but the couple in front of her. Guilt consumed Faye. That wasn’t very good behaviour on their parts. But being able to touch, being able to kiss, that was new. She’d have forgotten about the biggest night or day of her life when faced with that. She’d wanted to be able to touch her mate more than she wanted

any other dream in her life. Including the dolls house she’d been desperate for as a child.

“No,” Faye blurted out. She wasn’t sure why, but the very idea of the woman leaving wasn’t sitting right. In fact, it made her distinctly uneasy.

“Sorry, we’ve not been...” Reese started, looking down at his feet and shuffling about a bit. Faye placed a hand on his arm, almost pulling it back before remembering she could now. She didn’t want him to feel bad about doing something they’d both wanted for so long.

“We haven’t been able to touch until now.” Faye finished for him.

“But I thought you said you’d been together since you were five?” Penny asked, looking straight at Reese. Faye frowned. Why had he told her that? It was true, but it could also have scared her off, which wasn’t good in the slightest.

“We have,” Reese said with a sigh.

“We could touch as kids, but never thought anything of it,” Faye supplied. “The moment we turned eighteen, things changed. First for me, then for Reese a month later. It became painful to even brush hands. That’s been our burden over since.”

“But you’ve stayed together?” Penny frowned, an adorably confused look on her face.

“You’re a paranormal too, I assume? You’re not nearly freaked out enough by my light show just then not to be.” Faye smiled slightly, amused by the twist in circumstances.

“Well, yes...”

“Could you leave your mate, if you wanted to?”

“Well, no, that’s not how it works,” she said.

“Exactly.” Faye folded her arms, while retaking her seat at the table. “I couldn’t leave Reese, even if I wanted to.”

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