Page 49 of When You Least Expect It
As I plucked it off the stack and studied it, it was plain to see that the doll resembled me, and if it wasn’t enough that Louise had already placed a hex on Calista, now I had to deal with the woman having a goddamn voodoo doll in my liking.
When I looked over at Calista’s house, I saw a faint glow of lighting coming from one of the windows, and so I decided to go check on her.While I was sure that she was fine, I’d just found a picture of a voodoo doll, so it wouldn’t hurt to see if she was doing okay.
As soon as I approached her door, I knocked, then immediately wondered if I was coming off as a stalker boyfriend already.I mean, with her living right next door, it was easy access to invading her every waking moment, and I knew enough to know that smothering her wasn’t a good look.However, when I heard the door lock disengaging, it was too late.
Once Calista swung the door open, I blurted, “I found a picture of a voodoo doll that looks like me in my mailbox.”I waved it in her face for emphasis.
Her hazel gaze narrowed slightly.“Is that all?”
My brows shot upward at her lack of shock.“Isn’t that enough?”
“Well, she said that you were going to get a special curse, and so far, I’m not seeing it,” she said as she stepped back to let me in, which I considered a very good thing.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean that she left me a picture, too,” she said, letting out one of those long-day sighs.“But mine was in the middle of a pentagram with salt sprinkled around it.”
“Wait, what?”
She nodded.“When I came home, there was a pentagram drawn with white chalk on my doorstep, and it had the picture and salt with it.”
“Okay, that’s it,” I told her.“We’re calling the police and filing a complaint.”
“Myer-”
“No, Calista,” I said, interrupting her.“It’s one thing to...to try to convince us to join her little cult, it’s another to come on your property and do this way out shit.”
“Look, I already planned on speaking with someone-”
“No, this shit stops now,” I stated firmly.“And I know that you have cameras, so that’ll help prove that she’s fucking crazy.”
“Well, considering that it’s not an emergency, can it wait until tomorrow?”she asked.“It’s been a long day, Myer.”
“Are you sore?”
Her eyes narrowed again.“Why are you asking?”
I let out a laugh as I reached for her, then yanked her towards me.“I’m asking because I care how you’re feeling, Calista.I’m also trying to be a good boyfriend.”
“So, you are my boyfriend?”
My brows shot upward again.“Because three times wasn’t enough to convince you of that?”
“I didn’t want to be too presumptuous,” she muttered.
“Yeah, no,” I snorted.“I’m your boyfriend, baby.No doubt about it.”
“Well, in that case, my sister is going to want to meet you soon,” she informed me.“I kind of told her...uh, everything already.”
“That works out beautifully since my brother’s going to want to meet you as soon as possible,” I returned.“He likes it when it’s my love life that has our mother’s attention.”
Calista let out a heavy sigh, and that’s when I realized just how tired she was.As I leaned forward to place a kiss on her forehead, she wrapped her arms around my waist, and it felt so fucking good to be standing with her like this.
“Tired, baby?”
“Tomorrow’s Monday,” she grumbled.“Enough said.”
“What time do you normally get home from work?”
