Page 33 of Wicked Witch
I’m still not a fan of this town, but them being here gets us a little closer to leaving. I think. Though that vision showed us staying here permanently. Oh well that’s an issue for another day.
Grabbing a menu, I start choosing a few dishes to sample. I am rather hungry, and though I didn’t get to breed my little turtle, we did work up an appetite.
Arsen and Astor stare at me as I hum. Oh right, I just casually dropped the curse secret. Whoops.
“Okay, I am going to need you to rewind and start explaining. Listen, I know you tend to say off the wall shit, but you called us here to break a curse? What curse?” Astor stammers, and I sigh.
“Look, Wynter and I hooked up that night at the bar. We had a moment and something weird happened.”
“Please don’t start sharing about your kinky sex life with Wyn,” Sin grumbles, and I laugh.
“No, I mean we had a vision. You know how Wynter is a psychic?” They both nod, and I make sure the guy at the counter eating a slice of pie can’t hear us.
“I had it too. We kissed, and she showed me everything she was seeing.”
Sin scoffs, and Astor looks contemplative for a few seconds.
“Okay, say I believe you… What does that have to do with me and my brother? We have never seen the future or anything.”
As I start to explain, Ruth and Liv arrive at the table with some water and their notepads. Ruth gives me a glare, and I smile back at her.
“Okay, I’m ready, what’ll it be today?”
Opening the menu, I begin reading off my choices. “I’ll have the reuben on rye with a side of potato salad, the tuna melt with chicken noodle soup, the grilled ham and cheese for my sweetie, a side of fries, mashed potatoes, steamed veggies, mozzarella sticks, nachos and a slice of that delicious looking pie. What are you guys having?” I say, looking at the twins.
Their eyes are wide, and Liv starts laughing.
“I’ll get this order in to chef, sis,” she tells Ruth, then skips off toward the kitchen.
Ruth turns to Astor. “If you’re going to place a large order, I may need to go grocery shopping for supplies,” she snarks, and I laugh.
Small towns can be ridiculous. I am a paying customer, and I leave big tips too.
“No, nothing that wild. I’ll take the grilled caesar salad with grilled cheese.”
Writing it down she looks at Sin. “Yea, I’ll do a mushroom swiss burger and fries, with a side of potato salad and a slice of pie.”
“Kay,” she says, then walks away.
“Are you having quadruplets, Rus? Why all the food?”
I shrug, and place the menu back behind the bottles of syrup. “Had a light breakfast, and we have a busy day tomorrow, so I’m loading up on carbs.”
“Right,” he mutters, then stares out the window. His eyes light up, and I know my little cupcake is coming.
“So, Wyn’s family is cursed, and we’re going to break it?” Sin mutters, but he’s not really talking to me, but himself.
The bell over the door jingles and Wynter walks inside. She’s still scowling at me, and I know I will need to make it up to her, preferably on my knees, but for now she’s playing nice.
I’ve noticed she’s starting to thaw a little. Don’t get me wrong she can still be my little snapping turtle, but she’s smiling more and laughing. The dark cloud over her has started to turn into Summer’s rain.
“Hey, sorry, we’ve been out of signal for a while this week, so I wanted to check in with Halee.”
“No need to explain, dove, come sit. I ordered for you.”
Plopping down next to me, she digs her claws into my thigh, and I hiss. Looking at me, she leans in and whispers. “You and I are not done. I’m still mad at you.” Fire swirls in her eyes, and I give her a wink.
I like when she’s riled up. Hate sex is the absolute best.