Something Witchy This Way Comes

by Veronica Blade

  “Maybe.” He grinned.

  Damn him. I could feel my resolve melting. At the same time, I saw into the future and felt the inevitable ache when he betrayed me. Seriously, what would he do when lunchtime came on Monday? Sit with me and my friends? I doubted it. “Hayden…”

  His smile slowly faded at my expression.

  “What are you guys talking about?” Bree scrunched her face at me, then Hayden. “Standing here is boring. I thought we were gonna see ghosts.”

  I smiled down at her before returning my gaze to Hayden. He took the hint and opened the door. Bree ran ahead of us, investigating everything as she hunted ghosts. I kept an eye on her but I wasn’t through with Hayden yet.

  “I really appreciate you saving me and looking out for me. But after today, I’d like to keep our relationship business only. I’ll tutor you after school and you teach me to fight. That’s it.”

  He nodded. “We’ll see.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Tessa

  My mom’s joy knew no bounds. While I got ready and settled Bree, she gushed over Hayden. I could hear her higher-than-usual voice echoing through the house, all the way to my room. It was nauseating. I sped up my movements to get us out of there faster.

  I felt like an intruder as I stood there in my work uniform holding my purse. They looked cozy facing each other on the couch, the tip of Mom’s index finger on the back of his hand. God, no, please don’t let the reason for her gushing be that she was cougaring him. “You ready?” I asked him in a steady voice, but my agitated fingers tapped my thigh. I had to get out of there.

  He checked his watch. “Are you in a hurry?”

  I looked at the ceiling then him. “Uh, yeah. If you’re not fifteen minutes early, you’re late. It’s called work ethic. Ever heard of it?”

  He glanced at my mom with a look that said everything. Your daughter is an uptight bitch. Well, good. Maybe he’d stop hitting on me, stop tempting me.

  “What’s wrong?” he asked once we’d loaded ourselves into my car.

  “Didn’t you notice my mom coming on to you? Geez, Hayden, I know you’ve been around. Don’t you see the signs? Gross.” I looked out the window.

  He chuckled. “Even if that were true, who cares? It’s not like she’s got anything on you. Plus, what is she, like… late forties? That’s older than my mom. You want to accuse me of wanting sex, imagine me with someone more like you.”

  Interesting how he didn’t actually deny the possibility of hooking up with another woman. Why, why, why did I keep half-expecting him to change his man-whore ways? And even if he ever did, it wouldn’t be for someone like me.

  “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m what some people might call a nice girl. You know what that means?” I didn’t wait for an answer. “It means that I’m not going to sleep with you or party with you. I’m certainly never going to drink if you’re anywhere near me because I am never going to kiss you again. You stick to your own kind and I’ll stick to mine. Everybody’s happy.”

  Hayden remained quiet the rest of the way to Delia’s. When the car stopped, I got out without looking at him. I could sense him though, right behind me. I went inside and disappeared in the back to clock in. When I arrived at the counter, he wasn’t anywhere. As my predecessor cashed out, I counted my starting bank and put it in the register when she left.

  Hayden reappeared at the counter. “I’ll have a cappuccino.”

  “Coming right up.” I made his drink quickly and efficiently, hoping to get him away from the counter. Lord, but he was distracting. “That’s four-fifty.”

  “Keep the change.” He handed me a ten, spun on his heel and went to the far corner of the room where he could see everything that went on in the place. I stared after him. Hayden had already bought lunch and paid for gas earlier. No way would I let him tip me that much. He’d get it back later.

  My phone went off. Beep. Beep. Beep. A text. My boss was in the back so I snuck a peek. It was a message from Chait. Who the hell was he? Sorry abt earlier. That was Rena, not me. Still on for 2nite?

  So that was his name. Mr. So-perfect-he-must-be-a-mannequin. He’d programmed his number and I’d never checked to see what he put in there. Mr. Mannequin was crazy if he thought I’d willingly meet with him alone after the abduction. I’d prefer 2 talk in a public place. Come by my work b4 9:30. Then I could bypass Hayden’s house altogether.

  Only four people populated the deli, which left me with little to do. I busied myself cleaning the cappuccino machine. The door chimed and I turned to see Nadia and Corinne. The cavalry had arrived. Or not… They weren’t very supportive of my rejecting Hayden. When they saw him watching me, they’d get the wrong idea. My shoulders drooped.

  “Hey.” Hayden rose from his chair and waved them over. “What do you drink?”

  They glanced over at me, clearly baffled. I shrugged. They sat at his table and gave him their order. Hayden approached the counter and repeated the order but I’d already begun making the drinks. The place was small and my hearing had improved over the last few days. My sense of smell, too. Earlier, I could smell the delicious aroma of roasted beans from the parking lot and the door hadn’t even been open.

  Hayden waited patiently and when I sat the drinks on the counter, he handed me a twenty-dollar bill. I didn’t take it. “Are you going to wait for change this time?”

  He grinned.

  “You have five-fifty on account.” I gave him a fake smile. “The total here is five even. Cheap dates, huh? So I guess I still owe you fifty cents.” I reached into my pocket. He rolled his eyes and left with the drinks.

  The next half hour passed pleasantly enough. Skyler and Brad arrived with three pretty girls. I didn’t recognize them so they didn’t go to our school. The boys stole chairs from nearby tables and they all crowded around Hayden and my friends. Too many girls. Hayden was probably in heaven.

  The brunette clearly liked Brad, and Skyler seemed quite cozy with the blonde. That left the auburn-haired girl for Hayden. She seemed to know it too. Her hand somehow kept finding its way to his thigh. She smiled frequently and he returned it easily, as though talking to a pretty girl was the most natural thing in the world.

  My self-lecture that Hayden wasn’t meant for me hadn't helped. I still wanted him.

  A half hour later, he seemed completely engrossed with the striking auburn-haired girl. That was good, right? Maybe he’d go off with her and I’d be free from that onslaught of flirting. Hell, I’d bet anything that I’d fallen off his radar as soon as she had walked in the door.

  I busied myself wiping down a table to keep from glancing their way — and sensed Chait behind me.

  “Do you have time to talk?” he asked.

  “No, she doesn’t. And I can’t believe you have the nerve to show up after your little kidnapping stunt earlier,” Hayden hissed.

  I whipped around to see Hayden, and was genuinely surprised that he’d noticed anyone else other than the girl. “Down boy. I knew he was coming. We’re just going to talk.”

  Hayden ignored me, eyes trained on Chait.

  “Go.” I shoved at Hayden’s shoulders but he didn’t budge. “Hayden, give us a minute.”

  “Fine. But I’ll be right over there.” He backed away. “I’ll be watching.”

  A glance around told me that our little scuffle went unnoticed and everyone in the deli was taken care of. The boss was in the back. “We can talk right here.” I pointed at the table next to us and sat. But not before I snuck a peek at Nadia and Corinne who stared at Chait as though he were a double chocolate mousse cake drizzled with hot caramel. There would be an interrogation later, for sure. “But if you don’t drink something, the boss might come in and think I’m slacking.”

  “Espresso would be good.”

  “Coming right up.”

  When I finished making his drink, we sat at the nearby table.

  “I’m really sorry about that kidnapping business.” He kept his voice low. “
You have to know I had nothing to do with that. If my superiors had understood the situation, they wouldn’t have signed off on that order. Rena manipulated the facts.” He scratched at a hardened piece of something on the table that could only be fossilized pie crust.

  I checked Hayden’s table. He and my friends were still staring when I turned back to Chait. “I want to believe you. I do. But you’re still guilty by association. She’s your partner and part of the group you want me to join. If I can’t trust her, I can’t trust the entire group.”

  “I get it.” Chait focused on the table surface again. “I think you should come over and meet the others though. It might be good, you know, to see them, talk to them. Might balance out your impression of Rena.”

  The chair on the other side of me scraped and swiveled. Hayden straddled it backwards, his chin resting on his forearms draped over the back of the chair. “Time’s up,” he said.

  “If I meet with these people, I want Hayden to come with me,” I told Chait.

  “That won’t work.”

  “He knows everything,” I said.

  “Everything?” His voiced had dropped even lower.

  “Everything.” My chin tilted up.

  “That’s against the rules.” Chait eyed Hayden and sighed. “Frank and Lila didn’t tell you about keeping our abilities secret?”

  “Yes, they did. But you’ve already informed me that they can’t be trusted. I already know your people can’t be trusted. Him, I trust.”

  “Fine,” Chait said reluctantly. “Keep this between us, okay? Don’t tell anyone that he knows, especially not Frank and Lila.”

  “It’ll be difficult to keep it a secret if I’m at your meeting,” Hayden added. “You’re trying to convince Tessa how upstanding you guys are. If your conversation is limited so I don’t learn something, the meeting is pointless.”

  “I’ll… I’ll find a way to fix it. They might be forgiving since you’re new. Tomorrow?” Chait gulped the last sip of his coffee and pushed the cup away.

  “At my house.” Hayden stood. “I’d say it was nice meeting you but that would be a lie. Time for you to go.”

  Chait scowled at Hayden and rose.

  “And no more late night visits to her bedroom. Tessa won’t be there anyway. She’s staying at my place now.” Hayden’s shoulders squared as he folded his arms over his chest.

  I shrugged when Chait looked to me for confirmation. When a vision rushed me of Hayden and I making out, I realized my reply wasn’t necessary. By Chait’s face, he got Hayden’s picture. Literally.

  “I’ll call you tomorrow and we’ll set up the time. Good night.” He nodded at me, then Hayden.

  “Wait.” Hayden’s brows furrowed. “My parents are having a dinner party at my house tomorrow.”

  “We’ll work it out. Maybe we could use the abandoned building Rena took you to.”

  Memories of being kidnapped and taken there rushed me. “I don’t know…”

  Chait jerked his head toward Hayden and grinned. “He can bring his gun. You guys will be fine.” He gave a quick wave and headed to the door.

  I watched Nadia and Corinne drool as he disappeared then saw them focus on me. Great. How was I going to explain that whole thing? My friends could be relentless.

  “Tell them you met Chait the other night and I’m the possessive type. You know, I’m insanely jealous.” Hayden grinned. “They’ll totally buy it.”

  I hated lying. But right now the truth wasn’t an option. I didn’t know every detail about the secrecy rule and had no idea what the penalty was for breaking it. Regardless, I figured punishment had to increase with the number of violations. “What choice do I have?”

  * * * *

  Hayden pulled up right behind my car.

  “If you park here, I won’t be able to leave.” He probably planned to keep me trapped at his house.

  Putting the car in reverse, he backed up then moved forward, stopping alongside my car.

  “You’re coming inside, right?”

  “No, Hayden, I’m leaving.” I groaned and got out of his car. He followed suit. “Why won’t you give up?”

  He stopped beside me at the driver’s side of my Scion. “It’s absolutely fascinating how you pretend not to like me.”

  “Wow. Is your ego so inflated that you can’t imagine even one girl being immune to you?”

  “I’d almost buy that except I remember the way you kissed me last night. You’re lying. Not only did you like our little interlude but you want to do it again.” He smiled confidently.

  “There is a possibility that you could be right. That I liked it. Past tense. But think about it and think hard. Do you really believe I’d want anything to do with a guy who’d make out with me, then another girl minutes later?”

  He studied me a long moment.

  Then he swooped.

  Without my consent, my mouth opened for his tongue and a lust bomb exploded in my belly, sending ripples of desire to every cell in my body. When I’d first met Hayden, I’d wondered why none of the many girls he’d dated complained when it was over. Now I knew. Who’d complain with kisses like that? He made you feel grateful you got anything at all.

  He pulled back and smacked his lips. “I tasted a lie on your lips.”

  I forced a condescending smile. “Just because you’re a good kisser and kinda hot automatically means I like you?”

  Hayden’s eyes narrowed. “You make a good point. But I still don’t believe you.” He looked less certain than a moment ago though.

  “Guess what? I don’t care.” Oh, I cared a lot. And my knees trembled for wanting Hayden’s mouth on mine again. He couldn’t know that though. I turned around and searched my purse for my keys.

  “They’re not in there.”

  I whirled around. “What?”

  “You left your purse in the booth at the restaurant. When you and Bree went to the bathroom earlier, I snagged your keys.”

  I didn’t know if I should be furious that he’d invaded my purse to steal my stuff or totally turned on that he’d do such a thing because he wanted me to stay. Indignation won out and I gritted my teeth. “Please get them for me. I’ll wait here,” I said as politely as I could manage.

  “Fine.” He rummaged through the SUV’s glove box and brought them to me. “Tomorrow at eight-thirty. I’ll pick you up.”

  “So we drive in your car and I’m at your mercy all day? Not on your life. I’ll meet you. Where?”

  “No, I’ll pick you up. It’s safer that way.”

  I shook my head. “Not really.”

  He held up his hand, palm out. “I promise. No more sneakiness. We go running, practice fighting, then I take you home. That’s it. I won’t bother you again until it’s time to meet with Chase.”

  “Chait.”

  The corners of his mouth curled.

  “Fine. I’ll see you at my house in the morning,” I said.

  “On second thought.” Hayden scratched his chin as though deep in thought. “Maybe you should come here. I’ll probably be out late tonight.”

  “Okay, I’ll be here.” I prayed to God there would be a woman in his bed, waiting for me to discover her. I really needed him to do something foul, something to erase the memory of the most recent kiss. “See you later.” I turned.

  “Hey.”

  I glanced over my shoulder.

  His face sobered up. “I’m not comfortable with you over there. I’m really not. Access is too easy for anyone.”

  “I can’t sleep here, Hayden,” I said softly. “I can’t.”

  He nodded, opening my door for me. I got in and bailed.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Hayden

  I’d finally lost my mind.

  I liked the pretty auburn-haired girl that Skyler and Brad had brought to Delia’s. She showed all the signs of being totally into me. If I’d wanted, she’d be waiting in my bed for me right now. Naked and no strings attached. I should’ve taken advantage of my situation. Bu
t I couldn’t because it was impossible to stop thinking about Tessa.

  She was stunning and witty and funny. The girl of my dreams though? No such girl existed. So why was I acting like she was mine to keep?

  Tessa’s Scion rolled to the end of my driveway and disappeared around the corner, and I jumped in the Viper. Minutes later, I opened the door to the basement of my friend’s house where the sounds of partying wafted up to greet me. I let the door shut and descended the steps. My lungs protested as cigarette smoke invaded them.

  “Hayden. My bro.” Brad waved a shot glass full of something caramel colored in front of his face. “Come share.”

  “Nah, not tonight. Not in the mood.” Even if I were tempted, getting wasted when Tessa needed guarding didn’t seem smart.

  “Hey, Hayd. Watcha doin’?” Scantily dressed Lisa covered my body with hers. She was my go-to girl. Any party where either of us lacked other real prospects, we usually ended up together.

  She handed me a bottle. Beer I could handle. Shots, no. I took a sip.

  “Just seeing what’s going on.” I smiled at her bleary eyes. Yep. Easy.

  “I’m goin’ on. Are you ready for me?” She pressed herself closer.

  I sat the bottle on a nearby table, took her hand and dragged her into the make-out room. As soon as I closed the door, she pulled me to the bed and placed my hands on her breasts. I filled my hands with them while she worked the zipper on my jeans.

  In my fantasy, Tessa’s were nicer. Not as full but perky. Tessa. I mentally shook my head and concentrated on Lisa whose thumbs were about to pull down my jeans. Her mouth found mine, our tongues tangling.

  Tessa was a better kisser too. I liked the little sound she made when I’d surprised her with the kiss earlier tonight. And I loved the way she looked at me when she was turned on. She smelled good too, like springtime and fresh laundry.

  I rolled over and zipped up my pants.