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breakfast?” She pointed with her fork.
I shrugged. “I’m not sure, but I figured I should be ready just in case. I guess he didn’t get much sleep.”
Annabelle stood and pulled a tube of lipstick from her pocket. She marched over to me and popped off the lid. With one sweep, she smudged the soft pink color over my bottom lip.
“Rub your lips together.” She mimicked the motion.
“What the heck are you doing?” I stepped back.
“In case he comes down. You’re going to scare the man away. I might recommend that as the most sensible course of action, but the way you talk, I don’t think you want that to happen.” She gestured with the lipstick. “You said he was gorgeous. In case he turns out not to be a freak-psycho-murderer, you’ll want to look your best.”
“Well, after last night, I’ve set the bar pretty low.”
She clucked her tongue. “First impressions… they’re a bitch.”
A loud knock echoed, followed by the booming doorbell ringing out. We both froze on the spot. If Annabelle was in my kitchen, then who in the heck was at the front door? My mother would never be out at that time of the morning.

Chapter Six
 
We exchanged a glance. In my three weeks at the manor, I’d never had unexpected guests. Now all of a sudden I was hearing my doorbell twice in less than twenty-four hours. Could a little sign out front bring in business just like that? I wasn’t even on Yelp! yet.
“Who’s that?” Annabelle stuffed the lipstick back in her pocket, her eyes wide.
“I don’t know,” I whispered, as if the person would hear me.
I wiped my hands on the towel and made my way through the parlor with Annabelle hot on my heels.
“Make sure to look out the little window before you open the door. Is your guest still here or not? Maybe it’s him?”
“Maybe. He could have left while I was sleeping in the kitchen. But I figured he’d say goodbye first.” I glanced at the staircase as we moved past. I hadn’t heard any movement since the loud bang. Maybe he’d gone out for a walk and was coming back.
I peeked out the window. My pulse quickened. “It’s a man,” I whispered.
“Not your guest?” Annabelle was practically standing on my back. It was like wearing an Annabelle backpack.
“No, it’s a different man. What should we do?”
“Call the police?” Annabelle whispered in a panic.
“We can’t call the police simply because someone is knocking on the door. I’ll open it and see what he wants. He can’t do anything to both of us. We can take him down if we have to. I’m not afraid.”
Yeah, I had to keep up that façade of confidence for Annabelle’s sake. But what I really needed to do was try another protection spell—one from a book that I trusted. Apparently I was going to need it.
“Speak for yourself,” she said. “Okay, okay. You’re right. We’ll kick his ass if he tries any funny business.”
“That’s the Annabelle I know.” I winked and nodded, signaling I was ready to open the door.
“Let’s do this,” she said.
I took in a deep breath, and grabbed the handle. Annabelle picked up Nicolas’ umbrella, which I realized at that moment was still there. With a turn of the knob, I eased the door open.
A tall, dark-haired man stood in front of us. Damn. He was gorgeous too. What the heck was going on around here? I hadn’t seen one good-looking guy in Enchantment Pointe for at least a year and now there were two at my home in less than twenty-four hours. Did they know each other?
I stared into the face of the rising sun as it peered through breaks in the clouds. The leaves whispered in the wind, sending the smell of fragrant blossoms our way. Moss covered the stone fence that surrounded the manor and trees lined the drive. The man’s black sedan was parked in front of the manor. At least he wouldn’t claim that he’d walked here.
The fog and the darkness might have moved along, but the air still held a note of creepiness. This new stranger wore a black suit that was