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“I’ll go too, though I’m not sure if I’ll be able to sleep.” Rosemary grinned and followed after Immy.
Nour was sitting by the bonfire, her muddy feet stretched towardit.
“Mama, do you want me to stay with you for a bit?” Dina asked.
“No, no. You don’t need to worry about me. I told your father that if I wasn’t back by one he could come and get me.”
“Baba’s still awake?”
“He can never sleep on Halloween. He might not be a witch, but he can certainly sense something.” Nour saw Dina’s worried look. “Honestly, habiba, I’m fine. I just want to spend a bit more time out here before I go back. Besides, I have the sense that there’s someone else you need to see tonight.”
Dina flushed. There was no use lying to her mother; she had the sixth sense of a predator.
“Mama, it’s late. It’s been a long day. He’ll probably be asleep.”
“Hmm, somehow I doubt that.”
Dina stared into the crackling fire.
“What…what if it’s a bad idea?” she asked.What if I like him too much and I get him hurt?she wanted to say, but didn’t.
Her mother stood and brushed one of Dina’s curls behind her ear.
“I am not going to give you a lecture about how all of life is a risk. You know that already. But I am going to tell you that there is a man waiting for you in that cottage who cares about you very deeply and I think you care for him too. You would be a complete idiot to not give something like that a chance. And I did not raise an idiot.”
The hex was on the tip of her tongue. Dina hesitated. She could tell her now, get the truth out in the open. Her mum could help her break it, help her find a way to be with Scott without getting him hurt.
But what if she took it the wrong way? Dina would have to tell her she was bisexual; how would Nour look at her after that? What if she became angry? Would it ruin the wedding? The risk was too high.
For tonight, at least, Dina could pretend. She could pretend that there was nothing stopping her and Scott from being together.
Dina kissed her mother and picked up her phone and speaker. She was halfway across the field to the woods when she realized she had forgotten to put her clothes backon.
Chapter 19
That’s one hell of a spooky moon.Scott pulled the door of the cottage closed behind him. Round and crystal white, like a big, unblinking eye. Or like someone had taken a hole punch to the night sky. At least it would make it easier to see his way through the woods. He wasn’t even sure what he was doing out here, at this time.
He’d lain in bed, tossing and turning. Sleep wasn’t having anything to do with him tonight. Where was Dina? What was she doing out there in the north field?
When Scott closed his eyes, all he could picture was Dina. Dina by the firelight, Dina arching against him with his mouth on her breasts. He could still smell the scent of her skin against his: vanilla and cinnamon. Scott ached for more. He just had to touch her, be near her. Christ, he was already hard just thinking aboutit.
He’d slipped on the first pair of jogging bottoms and trainers he could find and headed outside. He could breathe easier in the night air.
Was it normal to feel like this with someone you’d just met? He’d heard stories of people who justknewthe moment they’d met that they’d found their person. As his mum had remindedhim, his parents had been two of them. A voice deep in his head told him that it shouldn’t be this easy, not after Alice.
Scott began making his way down the path away from the cottage, vaguely aware that his feet were taking him in the direction of the north field.
He couldn’t even begin to compare Alice and Dina. With Dina everything felt so…easy. Liking her was easy, and he suspected that loving her would be even easier. It would feel as natural as breathing. Perhaps it already did.
Scott tripped, a branch nabbing his ankle out of nowhere, sending him flying into a nearby thorn bush.Fucking great,he thought as he stood back up. His arms had a few scratches and his jogging bottoms were dusted with soil. He was suddenly thankful no one had seen him fall over. But where had that branch come from? Clearly he was so busy mooning over Dina he was unable to watch his footing.
Adrenaline-shaken from the fall, Scott continued onward down the toadstool-lined path that meandered through the woods. He couldn’t shake images of Dina from his mind. She’d bewitched him, and she hadn’t even needed her magic to doit.
Scott tried to think of something else, but it was difficult with all the blood rushing straight to his cock. He just needed the air, needed the walk. Anything was better than tossing about in bed.
Scott heard a shuffling sound in the forest to his left. In the same moment, the air around him stilled. There was no sound, not even a whistle of the breeze through the canopy.
“Hello?” he called. It was probably just a rabbit. Or a deer.
