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“I’m going to crawl inside a vat of wine, and if I don’t drown, I’ll be back in ten,” Evie said.
“That’s my girl, looking on the bright side,” Amy said, chuckling.
Evie tried not to make eye contact with either Parker or the vampire on the way down the bar, but she knew she had to walk right by them and steeled herself.
“Just the girl,” Lex announced, and Parker shifted uncomfortably on the barstool. “I was just mentioning you to the pack.” He threw Parker a lifeline, even though it might have been more fun not to.
Evie’s head came up, her fiery gaze locked on the vampire, and as fast as her magic rushed to her fingertips, she unleashed it on Lex. Parker’s beer scooted across the bar and ended up in Lex’s lap, and even his exceptional reflexes could do nothing to prevent it.
“Whoops!” she said, snatched up a bar towel and smacked him in the face with it on her way to salvation.
Parker snorted a chuckle, raised his hand to Amy, pointed to the bar before him, and held up two fingers. Amy nodded. “Looks like you peed yourself,” he said to Lex.
The vampire bristled as he placed the empty pint glass back on the counter. “On the bright side, I’m just a tourist in your relationship; you have to live with her for the rest of your long, miserable life,” he reminded his friend with glee.
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True had tried her best all day to ignore the shipwreck that seemed to get further and further up the beach. Tried and failed. She was glad for the darkness of night, which meant that even if she did look out, she couldn’t see much.
Not so much out of sight, out of mind, just hidden.
True had turned off the exterior lights when they’d closed the doors. She could try to kid herself that it was a victory, but now she had an eerie feeling that the boat was dragging itself across the beach toward the bar.
“If you stop tensing so hard, you might clean faster,” Faith said, on clean-up duty with her sister and longing to go home to a nice bubble bath and some alone time to try to figure out what came next in the ghost puzzle now that she knew Evie was a mate.
“Doesn’t it feel like it will be right there when we turn on the lights?” True asked, motioning to the back wall of windows and the patio doors.
“No,” Faith said with a smirk. “It’s just your overactive imagination.”
“That ship is getting closer.”
“Yes, the tides are getting closer; tomorrow’s little eclipse will come and go, and so will the ship, right back where it came from,” Faith said, sounding like the older, wiser sister.
“I have a feeling,” True said, mindlessly scratching her upper arm and still not getting to the itch of her problem.
“Fleas?” Faith asked, amused.
“No!”
“If something is itching down there, you should…”
“Stop!” True said. “I do not itch down there.”
“Then there’s nothing to worry about,” Faith reassured her with a mocking smile and a little too much laughter in her eyes for True’s liking.
True knew she was probably being irrational, but it didn’t help. She tried to get back to work but groaned, huffed, and stood straight, eyeing the darkness beyond those windows. She had an itch that couldn’t be scratched, which meant trouble.
Now, she was waiting for something to happen.
“Oh, dear God,” Faith said, throwing her cleaning mitt down and stalking to the back doors.
“Don’t you dare open that!” True rushed out, worried to her core that something was about to come to get them.
Faith shot an impatient look over her shoulder. “Fine,” she said, walking to the door and placing her finger on the light switch that would illuminate the outside patio and a portion of the beach. With a teasing smile, she noted how True sucked in a breath. “Lights, camera, action!” She flicked the switch, illuminating the deck, and True screamed.
Faith knew her sister wasn’t messing with her. It was the frightened look in her eyes that said something was there. She spun towards the door, taking a precautionary step back, but that didn’t stop her heart from jumping and getting lodged in her throat. It was the only saving grace that prevented her from screaming.
Faith’s hands were up, and her magic was at her fingertips, but what spell could she draw on for a ghost?
