Page 54 of Wicked Witch

She looks adorable in a rainbow cropped-hoodie and jean shorts. There is a tiny pudge where her stomach is, and I can’t believe that she’s already showing.

Rus tried to explain a Fae pregnancy, but I still don’t understand much about his designation.

“You can open your eyes now,” I whisper, moving closer to her and breathing in her blackberry scent.

My brother uses her body wash, so it’s almost comforting to me now. I take one of the coffees and wait.

Her cheeks are flushed, and I want to kiss her. But I’ll wait. We aren’t there yet. Sin chooses that moment to leave the bathroom, and he looks at me quizzically.

I shake my head, and Wynter laughs. “I need to remember to knock. I’m sorry, Astor. I was just excited about today,” she mumbles and looks at her shoes.

I have never seen this side of her before, and I have to wonder if she’s starting to change a little bit.

After Erick broke her heart, she became cold, cruel. I can’t blame her, but I’m glad she’s starting to thaw.

“Good morning, dove,” Sin says, and I move out of the way so he can kiss her.

“Hi,” she breathes, giving him a huge smile.

Backing away from her, he nods at me, then moves over to the bed.

“You two have fun today. Rus and I are going to start on the stairs.”

Wynter waves and opens the door. Rus is standing at my truck with his phone to his ear.

He’s yelling at someone in a different language. When he sees us, he grins.

“Pookiez, my Nan wants to know if next week will work for your exam?”

Wynter places her coffee on the hood, then her hand on her stomach and nods.

“This is all moving so damn fast, but sure,” she mutters.

“Yes, Nan, bring all the things. See ya then. Noodles.” He ends the call and pulls Wynter into his arms, kissing her until she’s panting for a breath.

“Take care of our snookums, twinsie,” he says to me, then walks off toward the motel room.

“So…” Wyn says and I sigh, moving to open her door and helping her inside. “Thanks,” she laughs when I try to buckle her.

Backing away I grin, shaking my head. “All set?” I check.

“Yup. Let’s go, Jeeves!”

Rolling my eyes, I shut her door and move toward the driver’s side. Rus is peeking out the curtains, watching me and he gives me a big smile with a little wave.

What’s he up to?

Opening my door, I climb in and start the engine. Wynter instantly turns on the heated seat, and I worry she’s cold.

“Ah, that’s so nice. My back has been killing me. I wonder if Cirrus or Sin would give me a massage later…”

“I can…” I blurt out, internally wincing. “I mean if you’d like me to, I will.”

Avoiding her eyes, though I can feel them staring at me, I look behind me as I back out of the motel.

There are a few cars at the gas station. I wonder if other people are going to Spells Hollow.

Wynter places her hand on my thigh and gives me a small squeeze. I glance at her, and she’s smiling.

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