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When Kristin and Shawn both turned and looked at Hollie, Kristin narrowed her eyes and pointed.
“Oh, no. No, no, no, Hollie Craft. Don’t even think it!”
Shawn threw his hands up in the air, clearly just as confused as me. “What in the living hell is going on here?”
Hollie wore a shit-eating grin on her face.
“Hollie, don’t even think about it.”
“Wait,” Shawn said as he waved his hands around. “Are we all still upset about Wendy and the video that shall never be discussed, or is this because I called Kristin fat?”
I closed my eyes.Oh, Shawn, you stupid bastard.
Kristin gasped.
“No, wait, wait, wait! I didn’t call her fat, but she thinks I called her fat, so are you giving me that weird look because of that? Because I didn’t call you fat!” Shawn yelled as he pointed to Kristin. “You have one of the hottest bodies I’ve ever seen!”
That seemed to cool Kristin off almost instantly. “You think I’m hot?”
Shawn looked exasperated, poor guy. “Yes!”
Kristin blushed, then cleared her throat. “I still can’t stand you.”
When I looked at Hollie, she was tapping her finger to her chin and somehow…just somehow, I knew my little witch was plotting.
Hollie
Present Day—December 12th
“Hollie, you have to come over for dinner tonight, sweetheart, and I won’t take no for an answer. I have my ways of making you come, you know.”
My mother, Elaine Craft, who, only just two short months ago, I discovered had been a practicing witch in the closet, was clearly not going to give up on me attending family dinner night.
“Are you seriously threatening me with what I think you are?”
“Don’t be silly, sweetheart. Now, dinner will be at six sharp. I’ll expect you and Lucas.”
I groaned. “Mom, I have three Christmas parties I’m doing between now and Christmas. I have so much work to do.”
“I see. If work is that important, more important than your family…”
Feeling her anger through the phone, I drew in a deep breath. “We’ll be there.”
“That’s my girl! Do me a favor, stop by the store, and pick up some of that rosemary bread your father adores. He claims I don’t make it the same way, and it will go good with dinner tonight.”
“Sure thing, Mom.”
“Talk soon and love you!”
“Love you too.”
I hit End and dropped back onto the bed. Grabbing a pillow, I buried it over my face and screamed into it.
“Feel better?” Lucas asked as I felt the bed dip and his body move over mine. An instant rush of heat swept over me, and my lower stomach pulled with desire.
Tossing the pillow to the side, I looked into his caramel eyes and nearly melted. “No, but I have a feeling you know of a way to make me feel better.”
When his gaze flicked over to the tableside clock, he focused back on me and grinned. “I’ve got a few extra minutes this morning.”
