Choosing the booth at the back of the restaurant had luckily been pretty painless. It seemed Nic shared the same level of paranoia as I did. The desire to always have a wall at your back and an unimpeded view of the rest of the room wasn’t always possible, but this morning we were lucky. I watched him grab two menus from the counter and then return to the table with them. Without waiting for him to even drop the menu in front of me, I caught it from his grip, my stomach audibly rumbling. I’d been foolish the last time I’d used my magic, allowing it to deplete my energy. It wasn’t a mistake I would make again. Learning to live with my new abilities definitely required a learning curve. If I could even call them new—I mean, I’d had them all my life, I just hadn’t known about them until Lily had done her thing and unblocked the protection spell my mother had used on me. A protection spell that had left me open and vulnerable.
