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I shift
ed
my eyes back down to a wiggling Lunar. “I know,” I admitted softly.

“When you’re ready… I’ll be there to help you.”

Lifting my eyes back to his I replied, “Thanks, it means a lot having you here.”

“You mean a lot to me,” he admitted in that husky tone. My heart swelled, thumping wildly.

We hung the rest of the day on the couch watching TV and just relaxing. He left right around the time school was due out. I walked him to the door.

He trailed a finger along me cheek, lifting my chin with his finger.
His touch was soft and electric. I leaned into his caress, my eyes sparkling
with out-of-control awareness.
I was afraid to think about kissing him, who knew if I would accidently spell him, but none of the stopped my body from moving closer to his. My mind or magic had little control over that. He bit on his silver hoop as his head lowered fraction by fraction to mine.
I held my breath as I w
aited impatiently for his lips.

Lunar meowed between the two us, breaking the spell
and I internally moaned in inanely at the lost kiss
.
He was smashed between us, looking up at me with those baby blue eyes.


I’m picking you up in the morning for school tomor
row,” he said in a gruff voice.

I hoped he was as affected and would suffer as much as I would
without those few minutes of bliss that I would indubitable be thinking about.
There was an aggressive part of me that just wanted to grab ahold of him and lay one right on that silver hoop teasing me.

Swallowing the lump in my throat,
I nodded my head. “Bye.”

Closing the door wistfully behind, I plopped myself down on the couch.
I knew everyone was worried about my health. After two days I was going stir crazy. Deciding I needed to get out of the house, I thought a small trip to Riverfront Farmers Market for dinner tonight would be nice. My aunt was having one of the other girls close so she could be home early to supposedly take care of me. She was really worried.

There was
s
till plenty of time left in the day to get there, shop around and make it back to start dinner before my aunt was due home.
I loved the farmers market in
Wilmington
and the idea was too much to resist. They had
more than just
the average
fresh produce. There were vendors for just about everything from jewelry, arts, crafts to musical entertainment and every kind fruit, vegetable and herb you could imagine. Plus the fresh air would do me good.

I twirled the moonstone and amethyst necklace at my neck
rolling the idea in my head
and petted Lunar with the other hand. He was curled up next to me taking a nap
feeling pretty smug
. Decision was easy
,
I had to get out from this house and I’d
deal with any backlash later.

Picking up a protesting Lunar I p
l
aced him
on
my
bed
near
where his food and litter sat in my bathroom.
With h
im being so tiny I was afraid to let him wander th
e house by himself and
I was tempted to bring
the troublemaker
with
me; he was going to be a handful
.

After shutting him in my room I grabbed my keys and headed for
Wilmington
.

The drive was easy and one I’ve done a million times before. During the
trip
, Tori and
Austin
had each sent me a text on their
way home
asking how I was doing. I missed them and was ready to get back to my
normal
routine.
When I got to
Wilmington
the sun was shining, the sky was crystal blue and I soaked up the rays after be cooped up in my house.
Strolling
leisurely
from vendor to vendor looking at all the merchandise my mind wandered.
I had a deep reflection mood going
and I wanted to just enjoy the drama free day – lose myself in the crowds and my own head
.

My world might never be the same
. Who I am has changed. Magic was
a part of my life and I need
ed
to find a way to conquer the power insid
e before it destroyed me or hurt
someone I love
d
.
Unearthing answers to questions of the past and the future seemed like my best hope at figuring out what was happening to me.

I don’t know wher
e Gavin and I stood
or why he was
reluc
tant to take what we have further
. But I know my heart and what I feel for him won’t diminish
, something twined us together like vines to a trellis
. How
could it when my entire being was
bursting w
ith love for him. My only hope wa
s that he will someday return that love.

I had
n’t decided what to tell my two best friends about my new found magical powers. I don’t even know if I should. This would be a gigantic secret to hide from them and I don’t know how long I’d be able to keep up the charade. I could always spell them – not really.

It was impossible to believe all that has
happened and my senior year had
barely begun. I didn’t have a clue what I was doing after high school let alone next week. Winter was coming upon us as the last few days of fall started to fade.

Fingering the intricate design on a hand woven bracelet, I looked up and caught a flash of sandy hair reminding me of Lukas. Squinting I tried to see his face, because the similarities were frightening
ly
familiar and I’ve had enough fright lately. The boy angled his face towards me, grinning at the girl behind the table. Lacking Lukas’s lustrous smile, I breathed again, my eyes deceiving me.

Deciding I’d had enough of fresh air for the day, I
spe
d up my shopping and headed directly to the produce.
Picking through a stack of cumbers I selected a few and moved on to the green and yellow peppers. Rifling in the peppers I was saturated with an acquainted energy. Lifting my violet eyes over the stack of vegetables, I searched for the source. Difficult with the number of people about, plus I really didn
’t know what I was looking for.

Then across the booth from where I stood,
emerald eyes smiled at me from
over
the fresh produce stand. This time I knew I wasn’t dreaming
and my eyes weren’t deceiving me
.


Lukas?

 

To be continued…

 

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