Pumpkin Spice & Poltergeist (Maple Hollow, #1)

by Ali K. Mulford

She had a smart, bookish, and—maybe I was overreaching—slightly queer vibe, like an Oxford professor and a Chapstick lesbian had a baby.

I fought the smile pulling my lips up at the way she said “us.” As if after one date, we were already a couple. As if there were an “us” after a single kiss. God, I loved women.

In two more dates, I would be ready to adopt a cat with her.

This witch and I had gone on one single date and I was already ready to jump her bones. Fuck. Maybe I should book the U-Haul now . . .

It was like I’d spent my whole life staring at the moon and she’d walked in with all of her sunshine. Now I was constantly seeking out her warmth, constantly turning toward the sun.

The ring was her grandmother’s. She’d given it to me three months ago when I’d gone to ask her coven for their blessing. It was a silver band dotted with delicate pearls that led to a square-cut diamond in the center.

“Are you sure you didn’t put a love spell on me? Because I love you more than I ever thought was possible. I love you like it’s magic.”

“Harlow is lovely,” Grandma whispered. “You’ve found someone just as special as you, my darling. I think some magic runs in her veins. There’s a perfect spark of mischief to her.”