Witches Get Stitches (Stay a Spell, #3)

by Juliette Cross

“I wonder if I gave you a good whack if it would slap the stupid out of you.”

How did being nervous suddenly alter my vocabulary to formal librarian?

I’d tried like hell to ignore my attraction for the man, but it was getting impossible to pretend I didn’t have a huge crush. Infatuation. Borderline fixation.

I’m not intimidated. Or impressed. What the fuck do you want?”

So afraid to make the wrong move that I made absolutely none instead.

Was he breaking up with me? We weren’t even together yet!

Today, I wanted to swing the toaster off the counter and hit him across the head with it.

I’m yours, and you’re mine.”

Understanding the source of pain and grief doesn’t alleviate it.