Page 29 of Wicked Witch

As we reach the lobby floor, I now know this woman’s name is Lena. She’s here on a girl’s trip and she wants me bad.

“Well, it was lovely meeting you, Arsen,” she coos before sashaying out into the hall. I grunt.

Waiting until she’s no longer there, I exit and walk toward the pool and bar. Looks like I’m going to start drinking early tonight.

“There you are.How long have you been down here?” Astor finds me on a pool floaty with a cocktail in my hand. I’m a little buzzed, but not sloshed. Moving toward the stairs, he walks into the pool.

“What time is it? My phone is over there on my towel.” I point to where my stuff is, and he shakes his head.

“A little after four. I didn’t plan to sleep so long, but I guess I needed it. Work’s been hell lately.”

“No worries. I’ve enjoyed myself down here. I think I’ve decided to sell my house and move somewhere that has a pool,” I mumble, then finish my drink. It’s blackberry with tequila and it reminds me ofher.

“Wow, but you love that house.” Astor swims around me for a few minutes, then grabs the other floaty and climbs on.

“It’s too big. I bought it on a whim with a picture in my head about starting a family. I don’t see that happening any time soon, so time to sell.”

“I’ll ask Shawn to contact you. He’s my realtor and friend. He’s honest and trustworthy. He will get you a good price.”

Sighing, I nod and run my fingers through my messy hair. It’s sticking up all over the place due to drying with chlorine in it.

“Let’s jump in the hot tub for a bit, then we can find a place for dinner. I want a steak,” I mutter, grabbing my cup and slowly pushing off the floatie. I flipped it a few times earlier.

Astor follows me to the hot tub and I turn the knob to start the jets.

The moment I sit, I can feel the stress leave me. “Damn, I lied. I don’t want a pool. I need one of these.”

Astor laughs, but groans when a jet hits his back. “We have one at the condo, but I never use it. By the time I’m leaving the office or court house it’s so late all I want to do is pass out.”

“Maybe you should sell your condo and we find some awesome place together with enough room that it’s like two apartments, with a kick ass kitchen, a pool and a hot tub,” I suggest, and I can immediately see the wheels turning in his head.

“Fuck yes, that sounds awesome. I don’t see myself settling down anytime soon either,” he murmurs and then looks out the glass window, facing the outdoor section of the pool.

“Who thought we would remain bachelors? The man who thought he’d be getting married in college and the guy who was married,” I grumble, then wince.

Shit. I shouldn’t have brought up his ex.

“Yeah,” he laughs, but it’s hollow. “But as I recall the woman that you still want is available. Why not go after her?”

“Before last week at the bar, I hadn’t seen Wyn in years. You know that. She still hates me.”

Frowning, he sighs and then groans, standing.

“Fuck it, we can hit the hot tub later. Let’s go drown our sorrows and eat some red meat. Then we will continue our trip to NY tomorrow. But tonight let’s fuck shit up.”

CIRRUS

“Okay,I’ve been thinking about what we can do to fix up the house and that’s the easy part. The land is poisoned, so I think we may need to call in some help for that,” I say, while writing down supplies in my notepad.

“Cirrus, you’re a fae and I’m a witch. I think we can handle this,” she mumbles, then flips over on her stomach. The hoodie she’s wearing rides up showing the tiny shorts she’s wearing.

My cock perks up and I grunt. Doesn’t she see how much she entices me?

“You okay?” she mutters, glancing over her shoulder to look at me.

Her hair is a mess and I just want to get tangled in those sheets with her.

Moving over to the bed, I drop my notepad on the nightstand. “I want to try something with you. I’ve never done this before.”

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