Page 28 of Bewitched By the Headless Horseman
“I’ll swallow my pride and take your help.” He sat on the edge of the bed and she turned onScott Pilgrim vs. the Worldto finish. She placed the bone back in the safe but left it out of the box in case she needed to call on Kit again.
Stevie collapsed on the bed and lay on her stomach as a chuckle escaped Kit’s throat, surprising her. “You don’t mind watching this movie?” she asked, blinking.
“It seems entertaining.”
“I highly agree.” She grinned.
A bell rang and Stevie swatted at the air. But when the sound came again, she realized it was the doorbell, then threw back the covers. She found Kit standing near the front door.
“Who is it?” She yawned, rubbing her eye.
“Your suitor,” Kit grumbled.
“What’s he doing here?” she whisper-shouted before opening the door. “Hey, Reese. Sorry about the turn of events last night.”
His hair was disheveled and dark circles rimmed his eyes. “Not an issue at all. But you left your jacket at my house. Figured I’d bring it over to save you a trip.”
“Thank you. This is like my favorite ever.” She took the black leather jacket from his hands that she’d had for years since she could never find a comfier one to replace it.
“I was thinking we could try again tonight. Third official date’s the charm.” He smiled and her heart didn’t flutter. Instead, it clenched—she had more important things to help Kit take care of.
Kit hadn’t made a remark as he usually would’ve, seeming to let her decide what she wanted to do. She’d made a promise to help him, and that was more important than going out on another date that might not be any better than the last two.
“I actually have a lot going on until after the new moon. My life is sort of chaotic.” She bit the inside of her cheek, holding back a wince. “I think the best I can offer at the moment is being a terrible friend. One that is too busy to do anything.”
“The stars just aren’t lining up for us, are they?” Reese’s expression turned worried, his lips pressing into a tight line. “Is it something paranormal you have to take care of? I know the witches have been pretty busy.”
“Yes!” she shouted a bit too loudly. “Lucia has me helping with a few spells to make sure the tourists continue to stay out of Sleepy Hollow. So much to do before the second Eye opens and so little time.”
“It’s right around the corner.” He paused, his fists clenching at his sides. “You know, if you need to talk, you can tell me anything. That’s what friends are for, right?” His gaze flicked past her as if he was hoping she would invite him inside.
Reese seemed to suspect she had secrets, which she did, but he couldn’t help solve them. Besides, she already had the most powerful witch in Sleepy Hollow helping her right next door. “Thank you, but I’m fine. I’ll text you later.”
“Sure.” He shrugged. “See you later.”
Stevie closed the door and turned to Kit, who leaned against the counter, his arms folded.
“What?” She held up her hands. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No. But if I were him, I would’ve fought harder for you is all.”
Chapter Eleven
“I find it interesting how you write letters on that,” Kit said, hovering over Stevie’s shoulder as she typed on her phone.
I’ll be there this afternoon with your delivery.
“It’s called a text.” Stevie grinned while pressing send. “Simple and fast and you don’t have to wait forever to receive a reply. I guess some people would rather not have that since Lucia will be waiting a bit for the Crowned Witch to get back to her.”
Kit lowered himself beside her on the couch. “Seems an easy opportunity for forgery.”
Stevie contemplated that thought and supposed he did have a point, but it was a slim chance her mom’s phone would be hijacked. Even then a warlock or witch could easily forge a letter with a spell if they wanted to.
A knock pounded on the door and Stevie tossed her phone on the couch to answer it. Lucia stood on the porch with two plastic sacks in one hand and a briefcase in the other. “I saw Reese pull up when I was leaving to mail out Adelia’s letter and run errands.”
“That pulse has officially flatlined.” Stevie shrugged.
Lucia pursed her lips. “I guess Gideon was right about you two not being twin flames.”
