Pumpkin Spice & Poltergeist (Maple Hollow, #1)

by Ali K. Mulford

“This is the gayest thing we’ve ever done, by the way,” she said. “Summoning me from the afterlife to have one more long talk about our feelings.”

Was she queer, or was she just magical? Although a lot of times, it felt like the same thing.

I needed to stop acting so chaotic.

I stepped in and slowly kissed her on those sweet, soft lips. It was the gentlest of kisses, a little spark that I already knew would eventually set me aflame. But right now, I protected that perfect little ember as she hummed against my lips.

Jordyn chuckled. “Your sister knows about us then?” 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 . . .

We’d only slept together once, had shared only a handful of dates and stolen kisses, and still, it had just felt so right. She was the other half of the same coin—balanced in the ways I was chaotic, timid in the ways I was bold, serious in the ways I was sarcastic.

“What are you thinking about?” she asked between soft kisses. I pulled at her hips, wanting to feel every inch of her that I could. “I’m thinking about how tired we’re going to be tomorrow. And the next day . . . and the day after that.” She smiled, making every future yawn worth it. “As long as that’s the only thing you’ll regret in the morning, I’m fine with it.”

“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.”