was the same woman who’d
shown up at her birthday party and told her to enjoy her wish.
Her throat tightened. What did she
want? Could she have had something to do with her new gift?
“Hi, Kelsey. Remember me?” the blonde
whispered.
“Yes, from my birthday party. Who are
you?”
The blonde held her hand out.
“Victoria Stiller. I heard about your bookshop and couldn’t wait to stop by.”
“Are you looking for anything in
particular?” Kelsey pulled the stool closer to lean toward Victoria.
Victoria rubbed her palms together.
“Yes, do you have any witchcraft books?”
A cold, hard knot formed in her
stomach at the word “witchcraft.” Something about this woman didn’t sit well
with her. A long, brittle silence lingered around them as Kelsey showed
Victoria to the aisle with the type of books she was interested in. What if
witches really existed, and this woman just wanted to cause her trouble? Fear
gripped her so tightly she fainted to the floor.
Chapter Four
Brandon’s gut tightened as he sank to
his knees on the bookstore floor. He stared at Kelsey, who’d fainted. He nudged
her arm. Nothing.
“Kelsey?” Adrenaline surged through
his veins. His voice rose as he shook her arm. She sat up with a groan.
Beth rushed to Kelsey’s side with a
bottle of water. “Try not to move around too much. You could have a
concussion.”
“Let me make sure you’re not
bleeding.” Brandon cupped the back of her head and felt for a bump or cut. He
held his breath as his fingertips ran over her scalp. His heart thumped harder
and louder. For a brief moment, he thought about touching her in another way,
but then, with a shake of his head, he cleared his mind.
She trembled at his touch, but didn’t
push him away. Instead she let out a fluttery sigh.
When he didn’t find any injuries, he
eased his hand away. “You’re not bleeding. Why did you faint?”
Kelsey sighed again, her gaze on
everything but him. “I saw someone I knew.”
“Who? An ex-boyfriend?” His pulse
pounded. He hoped it wasn’t one of her exes trying to win her back. There was
something about her that pulled him in. He didn’t want to let go until he found
out if they were meant to be or not.
“No.” She exhaled. “Someone who’d
showed up at my birthday party a week ago. I didn’t know who she was then.”
“She?” His heart dropped to his feet.
It couldn’t be, could it?
“Yeah, she said her name was Victoria.
Do you know her?”
He hung his head. His worst nightmare
just came true. She’d followed him from Texas. He’d never thought she’d find
him in Missouri. His gut ached as if someone had punched him over and over.
He swallowed, inhaling deep with quick
breaths. “Yes, she’s my ex-girlfriend. She likes to practice witchcraft and
claims to be a real witch.”
Beth’s mouth dropped open when he looked
at her. “What the fuck? Is she crazy or something?” She stood on the other side
of Kelsey as she continued to gape at him. As if it would make the situation
any better.
“Yes,” he choked out.
“Do we have to worry about your ex-girlfriend
coming after Kelsey?”
Brandon cleared his throat. “She might
try to come after both of you.”
“Why?” Kelsey rubbed her temples.
Warning bells went off in his mind.
Victoria was there. She obviously wanted to hurt him and the people he cared
about. How was he going to explain this? He had no idea how to wrap the crazy
situation around his own mind either.
“Our breakup didn’t end well. I think
she might try to hurt me and those I care about.”
“This is fucking nuts,” Kelsey muttered.
He helped Kelsey to her feet, catching
her before she fell. “Let me give you a ride home.”
Her eyes widened like saucers. “On
your motorcycle?” She pointed to his bike parked in front of the building.
Brandon nodded. “I have an extra
helmet.”
“I, uh…”
Beth’s green eyes flashed hot enough
to burn a hole through him. “She’s not going
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