Autumn Calling

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Author: T. Lynne Tolles
Tags: Witches, paranormal romance, Young Adult, new adult, dragon, angel, hellhounds
believe.”
    “Believe as you wish. I’ve had many
adventures in my life, and seen and done many things, but unlike my
brothers I never interacted with humans aside from watching. I now
understand why they did what they did.”
    “Do you wish now that you had connected with
us sooner?”
    “No,” he said matter-of-factly. “Unless it
had been with you, it would not have been the same.”
    She blushed at the sweetness of his comment
and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. His hand replaced where her
lips had just been as if she had placed something physical. He
looked shocked at first, but that look melted into an ear-to-ear
smile. His reaction kind of freaked her out at first. No one had
ever been so happy to receive a dainty peck on the cheek. It made
her want to giggle a little, but she kept it inside. He leaned
toward her, coming about half the distance, and said, “May I?”
    Was he asking to kiss her? No one had ever
done that.
    “Um, sure,” she said, turning her cheek to
him.
    His hand came up under her hair at the nape
of her neck, nudging her lips toward him. Warm tingles shot up her
spine at his touch. Just inches from his lips touching hers, he
stopped once more as if to take in one last glance of her eyes. She
could feel his breath on her face and the heat from his body, and
it filled her with such anticipation. She felt her toes curl in her
socks. His lips met hers and she felt great bliss in the release of
her greatest expectations being exceeded. His kiss was soft, not
sloppy, and couldn’t have been more perfect if he had
practiced.
    When he pulled away, her eyes remained
closed, savoring the loveliness that had ended too soon. Upon
opening them she found his contented, smiling face beaming back at
her. She could only hope it was as good for him.
    “That,” he started. “This…is now my new
‘best experience’ ever.”
    She laughed at his enthusiasm and the
sweetness of his inexperience and said, “I’ve got to admit, it’s
looking like number one for me too.” Most men she had dated would
never admit such a thing. It was refreshing not having to worry if
you said too much or not enough as you were getting to know one
another. Dating often felt like a game she didn’t have directions
to. This was raw and simple and most undoubtedly wonderful.
    * * *
    A knock at the door interrupted the two and
Sully was the first to jump off the bed. Summer opened the door to
find her concerned looking aunt.
    “Aunt Myrtle.”
    “Oh, sweetheart, I just spoke with Sister
Margaret,” she said as she came in the door and pet Sully without
taking her eyes off Summer. “She told me about Sister Mary
Louise.”
    She flung her arms around Summer’s neck and
hugged her tightly before noticing behind Summer, Daniel was
standing near the couch.
    “Oh,” she said with surprise, then, “OH,”
she said again, pulling away from Summer. “A Watcher,” she said
respectfully and then curtsied for him like royalty.
    With his bow as a response, Daniel said, “My
dear Ms. Midnight, there’s no need for such formalities.”
    “You know my name?” Ms. Midnight said, then
immediately answered her own question. “Well, of course you do.
It’s a great honor to have you here.”
    “The honor’s mine,” Daniel said, smiling at
the slightly flustered Aunt Myrtle.
    Summer found this all to be very
entertaining, but she was dumbfounded as to how Aunt Myrtle knew
Daniel was a watcher.
    “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know Summer had a
visitor. I should let you two talk.”
    “That’s okay, Ms. Myrtle. Summer and I were
just finishing up,” he said with a rather devilish smile for an
angel. Summer smiled back at him, flushing a bit. “Might I see you
tonight?” he asked Summer.
    “Sure.”
    “Good, then I will leave you two to it,” he
said as he passed the women and opened the door to leave.
    “Bye,” Summer said.
    “Good-bye,” Aunt Myrtle said. “So where was
I,” Aunt Myrtle continued when the door
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