A Lost Witch (A Modern Witch Series: Book 7) - Plot & Excerpts
said Lauren dryly, stepping out of the cottage’s tiny kitchen. “If anyone wants herbal tea instead, I can probably find some.”Two faces looked at her suspiciously.Lauren grinned. “Okay, caffeine it is. Coming right up.”Jamie wandered into the living room. Renovations had turned the small cottage’s main space into a thing of airy beauty, and some of the denizens of Witch Central had been hard at work on the gardens. It felt like a gazebo with a view and the world’s most comfortable couches.As a home, it was quirky and unusual—and it suited his brother and Lauren down to the ground.Jamie plunked down in an unoccupied chair and eyed Devin. Wound pretty tightly. Shit.Retha bumped her wildest son’s legs off the couch and then leaned over and kissed his cheek. Mom instincts coming to the same conclusion. Lauren walked in, tray loaded with coffee mugs and something suspiciously green. Jamie leaned in as she set it down. “What on earth is that?”“Poison.” Lauren picked up a meatball on a toothpick and dipped it into the green stuff. “You won’t like it.”
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