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“It is?”
“Yeah. Did you find your magic after The Wall fell?”
“Yes. Someone taught me some basic beautifying spells, but that’s all I know.”
“Some magic users hide their magic, especially young witches. It makes us a target.” She walked over to my notebook, turned to a new page, and scribbled something on it. “Start with this book. It’s perfect for new magic users.” She handed me back my notebook.
“A Little Witch’s Guide to Witchcraft,“ I read out loud.
“It looks like a children’s book, but trust me, it has all the spells you’ll need to make your life a hundred times easier. This library has a few copies, so they’ll let you check it out.”
“Thank you,” I said as Eamon returned.
“And you might want to look into getting a familiar,” the witch added.
“She already has one,” Eamon said. “A parrot.”
“Oh good! And you have a demon around for protection.” She turned to Eamon. “Watch out for wizards, especially older ones. But I probably don’t need to tell you that.”
“You got that right.” A stormy look crossed Eamon’s face. He must’ve had a bad experience with one.
The friendly witch left, and I started to pack up my stuff. “Thank you for protecting me and taking care of Ned and Ted.”
“It’s my job.”
“I know.” I closed the heavy book with the collection of past witches’ notes. “I found what I needed, but I don’t think I understand it. And now Dean knows I’m here.”
Eamon didn’t look concerned. “We know he can’t get you until he offs himself. The man thought I was your partner in a school project, so I played along. That’s what he’ll report to Dean. Until Amrita believes her disguise is ruined, she’ll stay in that body to conserve energy.”
“I hope you’re right.”
“Of course I am,” he said haughtily. “Now, how about lunch?”
Chapter 8
Tansy
“Youwantmetoget on that thing?” I asked incredulously.
That thingwas a motorcycle. Eamon wanted me to ride on the back of a bike, holding onto him. No way. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust the bike or his driving, but I didn’t trust my body. Absolutely not. Not after that kiss at the ladder.
I didn’t know what had come over me. One moment I was falling, and the next, I was kissing him like some horny teenager. In the middle of a library!
I was supposed to be focused on finding a solution to my evil spirit problem, not getting distracted by my demon protector. He probably thought of me as some annoying kid he needed to protect. He’d even asked how old I was yesterday in his office. I knew I looked young, but not illegally young. And he’d made himself look younger today, dressing in jeans and a t-shirt.
“I thought you didn’t want me to go out until we got the ward for me,” I countered. “Being on that thing will draw attention to me. It’s the opposite of stealthy.”
“No one will recognize you on it. Especially with a helmet on.”
“I don’t even have a helmet!” There. That was a good reason not to get on the death trap.
“I’ve got you covered, sweetheart.” Eamon went to the shelf in the private area in their building’s car park and returned with a helmet for me. “This one should fit you.”
I narrowed my eyes at it. Why did he have a helmet sized perfectly for a woman? Was it for all the ladies he brought home? He was a demon. They didn’t get their reputation for nothing. That was even more reason I shouldn’t be thinking about that toe-curling kiss again.
I grabbed the helmet with a huff. “What about you?” I asked as Eamon was getting onto his bike without a helmet.
He smirked, and suddenly a helmet formed on his head out of thin air, along with a leather motorcycle jacket. “I don’t really need one. I can just dematerialize at the first sign of a crash and pass right through the ground. But I do wear it so I don’t get pulled over. The police recognize me, though. I work with them a lot.”
