Page 15 of Magical Sass for Three
Riana pinched her.
“Ow!” Hanna rubbed her arm. “You little brat!” They both laughed, feeling a familiarity in their taunts.
“I missed you,” Riana said.
Hanna grinned. “Ditto.”
“You did not just use aGhostreference.”
“Apparently, we need to watch it again, because someone forgot Patrick Swayze is the shizzle.”
Riana shook her head. “Remind me never to take you out in public.”
“Girls,” their mother said from the doorway, “we have a visitor.”
Mayor Keller appeared behind her. “Good morning, ladies.”
Derek and Kyro’s father was in their house. Hanna could only stare dumbfounded.
“Morning, Mayor Keller,” Riana said.
“Good to see you, Riana,” Mayor Keller said. “Heard you weren’t feeling too well.”
“I’m much better now, thanks to Hanna.”
“You’ll still be able to help with the fundraiser event?” he asked.
“Wouldn’t miss it,” Riana said.
He smiled, and Hanna couldn’t help notice how much he resembled his sons. “Glad to hear it, since it was your idea.”
“What event?” Hanna asked.
“I’m helping Mayor Keller throw a masquerade benefit to help the Vella Cove Animal Rescue find families to adopt and turn it into a no-kill shelter.”
“You didn’t tell me that.” Saving puppies and kittens sounded like something her sister would do.
“There wasn’t time to. I did my event planning internship at the mayor’s office, so he sought out my help for the fundraising event.” Riana turned back to Mayor Keller. “You’re not here because something’s wrong with the planning, are you?”
“Not at all,” he said. “I actually came to speak with Hanna?”
“Hanna?” Riana and their mother echoed.
“Me?” Hanna was just as confused.
“Yes,” he said. “Do you mind if we step outside for a moment?”
“Uh, sure.” Hanna stood and led the way back outside after Mayor Keller said goodbye to her family. She could sense her mother and sister staring at them as they left the kitchen.
When they were outside, she directed him to the seats on the front porch. “Is there anything wrong, Mayor Keller?” she asked. Although she’d been gone for a while, she didn’t recall the mayor making house calls.
“Please. Call me Braylon, and nothing’s wrong. At least not yet. That’s why I need your help.”
“What can I do?”
“My sons tell me you’re a witch.”
Hanna looked at the door and windows to make sure her mother hadn’t heard him or listened in.Riana probably made sure she stayed in the kitchen.
