Soul Mates Rise: Witching Call Part 4 (6 page)

"Oh, so sorry to have troubled
you."

Devon slammed the phone back on the
table with a curse. Janina looked at her quizzically. She supposed
she should give Janina an explanation. So she told her about this
man that kept calling and asking for Dan.

"Dan? But isn't that the name of..?"
"Yes, it is." Devon answered curtly.

"Ah, well I can see why you would be so
upset. But, you know, it's probably just a really awful
coincidence. Try not to let it get to you. It's a new number so
give it a little time. You're probably going to have a few other
wrong numbers before it levels off."

"Yes, I know, you're probably right.
Come on, let's raid the fridge. I don't know about you, but I'm
ready for some food and something to drink!"

That night, Devon decided to go out for
dinner and just relax. She asked Janina to go with her to Bon
Appetit, a great little restaurant just down the street from the
book shop. It was quiet and the food was excellent. She felt it was
just the place to unwind after her busy day. Besides, they had
accomplished quite a lot that day.

As Devon and Janina chatted over two
plates of shrimp pasta, salad, fresh baked bread and some great
wine, Devon felt herself starting to relax for the first time in
weeks. They were chatting about the shop and what they planned to
accomplish the next day. At the end of the meal, they decided they
wanted some of the restaurant's bread pudding for
dessert.

Devon stretched back in her chair as
she surveyed the ruins of their meal. Patting her stomach, she
groaned.

"I'm so full I can barely move," she
said.

Janina was laughing at her, but she was
also moving pretty slowly.

"Hey, I doubt that you've eaten a
decent meal during this entire move. It's good for you!"

"Yeah, good for me but not my budget
when I have to replace my entire wardrobe with larger
clothes!"

"Oh stop! You can stand to gain a pound
or two."

The women were still laughing together
when Devon suddenly looked over to the window of the restaurant.
She saw a man standing there just in the shadows and out of the
street light. It seemed as if he was looking in at them. As she
watched, he moved from the shadows into the light just long enough
for her to see his face.

"Oh my god!" she gasped. Leaping up
from her chair, she took off for the door of the restaurant. By the
time she had yanked the door open, the man was gone. She went
outside and looked up and down the street but there was no sign of
the man. Janina appeared at the door as Devon stood on the street
corner.

"Hey, what's going on?" Janina
called.

"Nothing," Devon said. "I just thought
I saw someone I knew."

She went back inside the restaurant to
find the manager eyeing her warily. Oh my god, she thought. He
probably thought she was skipping out on the bill. To put his mind
at ease, she quickly paid for both meals plus a generous tip and
they left.

"Ok, now tell me the truth," Janina
demanded. "What did you really see?" "I did tell you the truth,"
Devon replied. "There was a man standing outside the window and he
was watching us. I'm sure of it. Then, he stepped briefly into the
light and I saw his face. Janina, it was Dan!"

Janina watched her for a several
minutes before replying. She wanted to be very careful of the next
words she chose.

"Dev, you've been through more than
anyone should have to. I understand that and I know that you've
been trying your best to move past it. It's no wonder that you see
guys sometimes that remind you of Dan." "This man did not remind me
of Dan! He looked exactly like Dan! I did not imagine it! I saw
him!"

"Ok, ok, sweetie, calm down. But you
know that there's no way you could have seen Dan standing outside
of that window or any other window. You need to accept that you're
not going to see him again. Look, I'm coming home with you and
we're going to spend some time unpacking some boxes. Then, I'm
spending the night with you. It's obvious that you're overly tired
and I'm here to help."

At first, Devon started to argue, but
then realized that not only was she grateful to have the help in
getting her apartment in order so she could start feeling at home,
but she was also more than a little shaken by what she had seen. So
she just nodded and they both walked back to her apartment. It was
a short walk and the night was pleasant, so they were able to enjoy
the rest of the stroll.

After Devon let herself and Janina into
the apartment, they broke out a pitcher of sangria that Devon had
made the day before. It was nice and chilled and ready to be
enjoyed, and enjoy it they did! Within a few hours, they had
unpacked nearly all of the boxes and had the apartment looking
almost like someone lived there. The sangria was also gone and the
ladies seemed to be feeling no pain.

They were sprawled on the sofa and
laughing at some joke one of them had told when Devon decided that
she really needed a shower before she was ready to retire for the
night. She told Janina to make herself at home while she had a
quick shower. As she moved through her bedroom, Devon started
stripping off her clothes and leaving a little trail of them as she
made her way into the master bathroom. Stepping under the warm
water spray, she couldn't help but remember what had occurred in
that very shower not so long ago. It's probably because of all the
sangria, and then the wine before that at the
restaurant.

She started to soap up her body with
the lavender and vanilla scented shower gel. Leaning her head back
under the shower spray, she closed her eyes and let her hair get
really wet. Suddenly, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her from
behind and a wet, naked body pressed against hers.

Screaming from fright, she tried to
turn around but was held in place by those strong
arms...

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