Constant Cravings Read Online Free PDF Page B

is,” she said. “I like it strong and bitter.” She roamed around the living room and I poured her a cup of coffee while she continued to ramble about one thing or another before asking, “Can you read my mind, because I swear I only thought Liam was sexy that one time?” I burst out laughing. “I really can’t,” I assured her. “How is it that a siren knows nothing about palm reading? I thought magical creatures knew about all things, well, magical.”
    She shrugged, then accepted the cup from me and took a sip. “I dunno. How is it you didn’t believe in fairies until last night?”
    “Fair enough. It works like this. A reading requires physical contact as well as an invitation. Someone has to invite me into their mind. Normally, I take their hands and we sit quietly until I get a feeling or an image that relates to whatever it is they want to know about. I don’t instantly read their thoughts or see the future, though sometimes I can do those things.”
    “Do you always see something to help them?”
    “Not always. You’re not a fairy, so how come whatever he gave me made you visible for what you are? Sirens aren’t fairies, right?” I was pretty sure of the answer, but I’d been wrong before.
    “No, but all magical beings are hidden behind the veil. If they want, that is.”
    “Vampires and werewolves came out awhile ago and no one needed anything special to see them.”
    She smiled. “That’s because they aren’t magical.” Well, I certainly had lot to learn. “So, what’s in the basket?”
    “Oh crap. You can’t get me started talking, you really can’t. I’ll talk your head off.
    Not literally.” She added the last at my look of alarm. “I only knew one person who could actually do that and she was a sea hag. That’s so not the same thing as me.” 23

    Tracey H. Kitts
    Chapter Three

    The basket contained a book on fairies, a sympathy card and another bottle of the nightmare prevention potion. I guess he thought I’d have a lot of nightmares.
    Underneath the book was a small note that said, “I’ll see you soon. Remind Aurora.” I read it aloud and asked, “Remind you about what?”
    “Oh yeah,” she said, putting down the coffee cup. “He asked me to tell you that your abilities will be stronger now. He said that after what you shared, which is totally none of my business, your gift will go from mild to full-blown psychic. He has no idea what you may experience and sends his apologies.” She paused and chewed on her lip as if she was trying to remember something else. “Oh, and it’s temporary. If you don’t do, um, anything else physical with him, it will eventually wear off.” Well, that explained the visions. Was I seeing the future? My heart leapt at the possibility. Still, it was all a bit much to take in.
    “Holy shit.” I pulled out a chair and sat down before I fell down. “Anything else I should know?”
    “Not that I can think of.” It took Aurora a minute to catch my sarcasm. She laughed softly and sat across from me, taking my hand much the same way Liam had. “It’ll be okay. Read the book, take the potion, it’ll help.” I hesitated before asking, “Did he tell you why I need the potion?”
    “Yeah,” she said softly. “I’m sorry.”
    True to her word, Aurora couldn’t stop talking again. “Liam and I have been friends for a while, ever since he got rid of that stalker for me. I tell him if I see anything weird while I’m at work, stuff like that. You know, because the café is right in the middle of everything.”
    A feeling of dread crept over me at the thought of asking her to elaborate. But I had a feeling I should ask more. Maybe it was part of my newly enhanced abilities.
    “Did you see anything strange last night? Besides me?”
    “Come to think of it, yeah. This woman came in all covered in slime.” I made a face. “Slime? Are you sure?”
    “Positive. You don’t forget someone covered in slime.” She paused and finished