Back Extra Witchy
Chapters (39)
  1. Front Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Contents
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Epilogue
  36. Excerpt from Boss Witch
  37. Acknowledgments
  38. About the Author
  39. Back Cover

“You need to work on your self-esteem.” Leanne kept her tone gentle because she could tell he was genuinely puzzled, and her heart twinged. Hard. Odd, ordinarily her emotions didn’t engage when she was trying to hook up with someone. “But to answer your question, I like your smile. And your hair. Your eyes are a little sad, but that means I’ll enjoy making them sparkle. Doesn’t hurt that you have an excellent ass.”

He swallowed, his throat working visibly. “You get right to the point, huh?”

“Candor gets me what I want faster.”

“And you want me?” His tone caught her attention.

On any other night, she’d give a flirty response or say something like “For an hour or two,” but the way he was looking at her, full of desperate yearning and hope, made her pause. Then she simply said, “Yes.”

No qualifiers. So unlike me.

But she didn’t back off the statement. It was true, even without making any promises. Tonight, she did want him. And she chose not to think about how she was on course to repeat her mother’s mistakes. If she wasn’t careful, she’d end up alone, just like Junie. Hell, Leanne’s situation might be worse since she wouldn’t even have a kid to pester later on. She’d never trusted anyone enough to reproduce with them.

Why am I even thinking about this crap? Bathroom hookup, remember? You’re here for a good time, not for a long time.

Trev skimmed his hands down to her hips. “It hasn’t quite been half an hour, but you don’t seem impaired. You really think we should—”

“Definitely.” She grabbed his hand and towed him toward the downstairs bathroom before doubts could get the best of her.

What are the odds? She’d picked this one because he looked the most like a fuckboy out of everyone else in the room, but instead, he was turning out to be unexpectedly sweet and sensitive. Maybe they’d just end up making out a little, but whatever. She needed spontaneity and to stop thinking for a while.

Thankfully, there was nobody in the half bath, and there was another bathroom upstairs if someone had to go. She flipped the light on and locked the door behind them. Trev eyed her like he didn’t know what to expect. Looks like I’ll be driving tonight. Leanne didn’t mind that either. She nudged him against the door, pressing her body to his.

With her heels on, he only had a few inches on her, so it was simple to cup his face, tilting his head for a kiss. His lips were soft but slightly chapped, and he breathed through his nose like he didn’t even know how to kiss. It’s been a while. For some reason, that sent a bittersweet feeling through her, leaving her sad and satisfied at the same time.