Page 69 of Wedded Witch
Kel raises an eyebrow, moving forward slightly.
“About what? Our collective failures in the kitchen or how hopelessly charming we are?”
I can’t help but smirk, shaking my head. “No, I was just thinking about…well, about you guys.”
“Us?” Ri’s voice is low, almost a rumble, and it sends a jolt through me. The air shifts, like we’re all waiting for something to happen.
“Yeah,” I admit, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks. “You’re all so different, yet…” I trail off, unsure of how to articulate what I’m feeling.
“Yet what?” Sol presses, his eyes bright with curiosity.
“Yet you’re all so intriguing. I guess I just didn’t expect to feel so drawn to each of you.” My voice is low, whispered almost, but it hangs in the air, thick and charged.
Kel exchanges a glance with Sol, then turns back to me, his expression serious.
“You’re not the only one feeling it, you know. It’s like there’s something between us, and it’s growing.”
“Growing?” I echo, feeling the weight of their words.
“Yeah,” Ri interjects, leaning forward slightly. “It’s like we’re all connected now, and it’s not just because of the magic or the curse. There’s more to it than that.”
“But is it real?” I ask. “Or is itjustthe magic and the curse?”
“Magic is real. The curse is real,” Ri replies, leaning forward to stare at me intently. “So why can’t this thing between us be real too?”
The air feels electric around us, and I can’t help but shift closer to Sol, feeling the warmth radiating off him, grounding me amidst the swirling emotions.
But I find myself still glancing at Ri, wanting to explore whatever it is that’s building between us.
The conversation lingers in the air, weaving itself around us as the movie continues to play in the background. And despite the weight of what’s unsaid, I have a sense of comfort—like we’re on the brink of something new and exciting.
Something that could change everything.
As the credits roll, I yawn, but I know I need to make a choice, a step forward. And maybe, just maybe, opening my heart to all three of them might be the answer I’ve been searching for.
RI
I can’t takemy eyes off her. Swyn’s presence fills the room in a way that feels electric. Every laugh, every smile, every moment she steals glances at me makes my heart race.
She’s beautiful, and it’s not just her looks; it’s the way she moves, the way she interacts with Sol and Kel, that warmth she radiates. I’m drawn to her more than I ever thought possible.
I’ve not been able to stop thinking about that kiss and my damn dick has been hard ever since.
As the credits roll on the film, I notice her yawn, a delicate yet adorable thing that pulls at my heartstrings. She stretches, and for a moment, I can’t help but picture how perfect she would look curled up next to me, safe and sound.
The thought ignites something possessive within me, and before I can second-guess myself, I say, “Alright, Swyn, it’s time for bed.”
She turns to me, her eyes wide with mock indignation. “Oh, really? Who put you in charge?” There’s a playful lilt to her voice, but I can see the weariness etched into her features.
“I’m not the boss of you, but you’ve had a busy day,” I counter, firm but gentle. “You need to rest. You can’t keep pushing yourself like this.”
“Yeah, well, I’m a grown woman. I can decide when I need to sleep,” she retorts, a smirk dancing across her lips.
I meet her gaze, unyielding. “And I’m saying you need to stay here. You’re not going back to your room alone.”
“Ri,” she huffs, rolling her eyes. “I’m perfectly capable of walking down the hall by myself. I appreciate the concern, but?—”
“But nothing,” I cut her off, the protectiveness bubbling to the surface. “What if something happens? What if that dark magic comes back? You think I’m just going to let you wander around here on your own after what we encountered earlier?”