A Wicked Good Witches Paranormal Romance Books 1-7 (Wicked Good Witches Seasons) (54 page)

She took a chance glance at the vampire. He was attempting to ignore Lizzy’s attention, looking rather strained in the effort. It was actually kind of funny to witness.

“So what now, Lizzy?” Charlie questioned the ex-ghast. “Where will you live?”  

“With my so called relatives over here, of course,” she replied, as if it should have been guessed already.

“With us?” said Riley, his eyes popping open wide.

“What did you expect I would do? Your house was my house long before you moved into it.”

“I didn’t realize the manor had been around that long,” said Lucas.

“It started out much smaller. And really, there’s nothing left of the original. I was speaking metaphorically.”

“Oh. Well. You are more than welcome to live in the manor, Lizzy,” Lucas insisted. “It might do my brother good to have someone of the female persuasion around.”

“Well I can tell you right now, the first thing that’s going to happen is some major cleaning. That place is a
mess
and
that
is not acceptable. We are Deanes, not pigs.”

Melinda glanced to her side where Riley radiated misery.

“She’s a new level of crazy,” he whispered. “You might not see me for weeks… well that’s if you’re allowed to see me at all.”

Lizzy didn’t faze Lucas one bit. “Whatever you think is best. You’ve been around much longer than us. I’m sure you know more about the manor than we do.”

“That goes without saying,” she noted, adding, “I find you very agreeable, Lucas Deane. I think we shall get along just fine. Oh... before I go... I wanted to ask a favor from you two,” she spoke to Melinda and Emily.

“Us?” they both responded.

“I need a little help. I said I picked up a lot of things while in my ghastly condition, but…” she looked down at her clothes. “
Help
?”

“That is a job I think we can handle,” said Melinda. “As it just so happens, Emily is a pro at makeovers.”

“Awesome,” Lizzy sighed in relief. “I prefer to walk down the street at least looking like I belong. Now, if my new
brothers
don’t mind, I’d like to go to our home. I need a nice long hot soak. With loads of bubbles. William, you’d be welcomed to join me,” she offered boldly, eyeing him seductively. 

The vampire’s expression gave her his answer.

“You’re kind of shy for a vampire, aren’t you?” Her tone egged him to prove her wrong and intimated she had personal experience with vampires. For a second it looked like he might bolt. It was a rare thing indeed to see William Wakefield rendered speechless.

Lucas, looking the slightest bit uncomfortable by Lizzy’s forwardness, stepped up to take her home. “My truck isn’t far, we can go right away if you’d like.” 

“Oh, my first ride in a truck. Sweet!” As Lucas led Lizzy out of the cavern, they heard her ask, “Is there any chance we can get food this late? I’m dying to try this thing called pizza. It’s apparently piled high with melted cheese.”

“I’m sure we can,” he said with a grin.

Riley held back, casting a knowing look at Melinda. She shot one back that said,
later, bad time
. He nodded and followed his brother and new
sister
. Melinda wanted to follow and speak with him, but didn’t dare.

Charlie let out a frustrated moan. “
Melinda,
why don’t you and Emily head home? We can finish up here. Let Mack know we’re almost done.”

Melinda looked at him questioningly. She was waiting for the inevitable onslaught of questions, yelling and ranting.

“Please don’t make me discuss it right now,” Charlie begged, when she didn’t just go. “We won’t be far behind,” he added as if to warn,
you’d better be home once we get there
.

Emily grasped her arm, dragging her out of the cavern.

William tossed an impressed look at Charlie. His own feelings disoriented, partly by the distraction in his brain called Lizzy Deane. “You’re going to allow it?”

“I don’t even know what’s really going on, and I don’t want to think about it right now. And what am I supposed to do? Melinda’s an adult. I can’t order her to do anything. And if I tried she’d just go running to him even faster.”

“You got that right,” professed Michael, glad he no longer had to hide what he’d discovered earlier that evening.

“She likes him that much?” asked Charlie, dejected. 

“She’s got it bad. And I have no doubt at this point, that Riley was the reason she locked herself up again.”

“I believe she dated the young man before she knew he was a Deane,” expressed William. “Once she discovered that fact was then consumed by guilt. I also think it’s not such a bad thing to allow,” he added cautiously. “We can keep an eye on things. But I do not believe these Deanes are a danger to us, or the Isle.” It wasn’t easy to admit. And he struggled to hide his true feelings of any man, Deane or not, with Melinda. But it was the right thing to do, for her. And maybe if she fell in love with Riley she’d stop tormenting him with that heart flutter she wasn’t even aware drove him mad. The rest, he’d manage, somehow.

“Okay, William. I’ll agree to that. For now.” Charlie shook his head. “We should have seen it though. Don’t you think?”

“There were signs we missed.” Michael shrugged. “The shopping spree with Emily. The new dresses. The caring about what she looked like before leaving the house. The sudden wanting to leave the house, voluntarily. And since when did Melinda ever go to a late night coffee or movie?”

“Yeah. All of that. Well… it is what it is. I guess we’ll just have to be adults about it all and let her find her own way.”

“And hope to hell it isn’t the biggest mistake of her life,” Michael dreaded.

“Yeah… and that too,” Charlie frowned.

William held down a silent snarl. He intended to make sure Melinda didn’t get hurt, by any man. And if he ever found out she had been, the delinquent would not live to see another day.

“So… what about that Lizzy Deane?” Michael cast a lifted eyebrow in William’s direction. The vampire growled in annoyance. 

“I think a certain vampire got a little reacquainted with his human side tonight.” Charlie held back a grin. “That Lizzy is quite the spitfire.”

“Lizzy is
different
, no doubt. But human, and you both know my stance on dating humans.” It was time for a reminder apparently. For himself as well.

“No one said you had to
date
her,” Michael taunted in a whisper. 

Charlie’s breath hitched in attempt not to laugh.

William’s eyes narrowed, a warning glare shooting back at the brothers. 

“Yup, pushing my luck,” surrendered Michael. “So… I’m ready to get the hell outta here. Let’s get this cleaned up. I gotta date of my own, and some bed sheets to hide under.”

“And just how is it that once again us guys are left behind to do all the cleaning?” Charlie rubbed the stubble on his chin.

William rolled his eyes. “And by us guys, you actually mean
me
.” His silhouette darted about the room and in minutes, everything was packed into the baskets and ready for departure.

“I’ve never been so glad you’re on our side than right now,” Charlie told him.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this tired,” commented the vampire as they worked their way out of the cave.

Michael nodded at Charlie, expecting him to explain to William what had occurred earlier that day with Eva, but Charlie blew him off.

Michael shrugged. “It’s your problem anyway.”

William waited for an explanation.

Charlie just replied, “Tomorrow, William. Much, much later tomorrow, after many long hours of sleep.”

The sheriff met them outside the cave. “All finished then?” Mack asked, sounding as tired as they each looked.

“It’s done,” Charlie told her. “Everyone else go home already?” He glanced around, seeing no one else lingering about.

“Yup. Eva came out, found her dad and took him home straight away. He was fine, don’t worry none ‘bout it. And that girl, Lizzy... my word! What a wiry little hoot and a handful she’s gonna be. Came running up to me, gave me the biggest hug, just ‘cause she could, and then yelled at her brothers ‘cause they hadn’t driven the truck down to the end of the dang road to pick her up!”

Charlie chuckled. “Yeah. I pity the
man
that dares take on that challenge.” He took a side-glance at William and chuckled again.

The vampire scowled.

“It is most definitely getting freaky around here, Mack.” Charlie let out a tired exhale.

“And for some reason, I get the feeling it ain’t gonna end any too soon.” Mack adjusted the gun holstered at her waist.

“God I hope you’re wrong.” Charlie didn’t want to deal with more crazy right now.

“Did Melinda leave with Emily?” asked Michael.

“Sure did, just a minute ago. Looked pretty happy too after kissing that young man.”

“Great,” frowned Charlie, his teeth grinding together.

“I’ll see you boys around,” winked Mack, heading towards her patrol car.

“Night, Mack,” Michael called out. He turned to William. “You riding with us?”

“No. I rather fancy a stroll this… I wanted to say
fine
night, but fine doesn’t seem to fit.”

Charlie patted his shoulder. “See you in the morning, William.” He slipped into the jeep, letting Michael get behind the wheel. By the time he’d started the engine and looked into his mirror, William had gone.

“What a day, huh?” Michael pulled out onto the road.

Charlie just shook his head, nodded, and tossed him a raised brow in exhausted agreement.

“A lost old man with a map we’ve never heard of, that just so happens to belong to the Deanes,” started Michael. “Who had… have … a secret room of doors under their manor, timed with the arrival of two Deane family members and the return of another; a ghast, whom one of our not-so-savory ancestors hated and cursed.” He sucked in a breath. “The Soul Hunter, as well as our father, just might still be on the Isle. Plus if that’s not enough, you’ve got this wacky attraction thing going on with Eva Jordan and our sister is apparently nutso over the youngest Deane brother. And…” he stopped for air.

“And?” prompted Charlie tiredly.

“Actually, I think that about covers it.”

“Okay.” His reply sounded empty.

“Man, you really are spent. You need to get some sleep, Charlie.”

“That’s my intention, just as soon as we get home.”

CHAPTER 17

Melinda left Emily in the kitchen waiting for Michael and headed to bed. She wanted to avoid any confrontation with her brothers, at least for one more night. It was stuffy, so she opened her bedroom window.

No breeze. Summer was so short on the Isle, no one ever bothered to install modern luxuries like air conditioners. They only had a few weeks each summer it ever got hot enough to need it.

Tonight was one of those nights. It hadn’t seemed so hot earlier in the cavern of death.

She stripped down and took a quick shower. Once out she put on some undies and a tank top. Too hot for anything else. After just minutes snuggled up under her sheet, she kicked it off.
Too hot.
Too hot. Too hot!

She stared up at the ceiling. When she’d come out of the cavern Riley had grinned, so happy to see her follow. She had walked right up and kissed him, without worry or fear or confusion. She pulled a play from Lizzy’s book. Why not? Life was short and you never knew what would happen the next day.

She had never felt freer than when she’d kissed Riley, without care. Lucas didn’t look pleased but Lizzy had clapped and cheered exuberantly. It was out in the open now. She couldn’t take it back. And it appeared her brothers wouldn’t stop her. That had surprised her more than anything.

They had all departed after that, headed for home. She told Riley she would call him the next afternoon as she planned on sleeping in. But now that she was in bed she didn’t feel tired. The butterflies returned to her stomach, and she blew out a restless breath.

“He isn’t going anywhere,” she reminded herself happily. “I’ll see him tomorrow.”

After closing her eyes she eventually drifted off to a light sleep. But she kept waking, tossing and turning, until finally her body gave in and surrendered to a deep slumber.

A vivid dream charged into her subconscious instantly.

Sweat erupted on her skin.

Her breathing sped up, a moan escaped her lips.

Her hand swung up to her neck and she gasped out William’s name. 

She awoke, bolted upright, her skin sizzling and her blood boiling.

The dream was so vivid she swore for a moment the vampire was standing at the end of her bed. But after a hard blink she saw she was alone. He wasn’t in her room.

She wiped her brow, plunking back down. 

If William
had
been standing in her room, she’d have made moves more bold than anything Lizzy Deane could have come up with. He wouldn’t have been able to say no to her.

“Why? Why? Why?” she whined, her breath weighted with pent up frustration.

The dream had been an exact replay of a previous dream. She and William floating in a white bed across a vast sea. Nothing for miles except the two of them.

Melinda recalled a specific detail she hadn’t before. In this dream, William wasn’t a vampire. He couldn’t have been. His skin was warm to the touch. Soft and yet firm, like a well-toned man. His skin wasn’t like the hardened ice of a vampire. He had color in his cheeks… and a beating heart. And yet her hand had gone protectively to her throat.

Why? He hadn’t bitten her. No. It was his lips driving her into madness. His tongue laving at that spot at the base of her neck just above her chest. 

She closed her eyes and let out a shudder. Damn, he could taste that one little spot and send fire raging through every nerve.

“Shit. Just stop. This has to stop.” She let out an unsatisfied, embittered groan and pounded her legs and feet up and down on the bed like a child having a tantrum.

She sat up and put her feet on the floor. After a second she went to her bathroom sink and filled a glass with cold water.

Why did she keep having this dream? Was it some kind of prophecy? She’d had the same dream more than once now. Why? Was there some detail she needed to pay attention to? Something she was missing and hadn’t seen yet?

Was it meant as a warning that Riley was wrong for her? That he could not be trusted, and William could? Or was it simply a dream she wasn’t ready to let go of yet? And had no meaning other than,
I want William, and
I love him…

Shit. I did not just say that.

“It can’t be prophetic.” She downed another glass of water, the fire inside cooling. “He was human. There’s no way…”

Melinda got back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

“I can’t be in love with two men.”

Her heart couldn’t take much more. And it wasn’t fair to William or Riley.

Every time she thought the choice had been made and was confident in that choice, everything just got tossed up into the air again.

“Life was so much easier when I didn’t leave the house,” she let out in an exasperated tone. The confines of her bedroom was starting to look better and better with each passing minute.