Winter Mist (Magic Seasons Romance Series Part 5)

As he drove the last few blocks to Cora’s house, Patrick thought how blessed his life had become in the recent months, since meeting this eclectic bunch of witches. Of the eight, none were similar and yet, together they were a whole. He’d never forget the power of little Kasey and that gorgeous, but scary, woman Rachel, when they’d slammed that vile human back and put him in his place.

Just thinking of Charlie had him glancing at the woman beside him. She sat there silently, which worried him, for she was never silent long, and stared at her hands. Hands that had been pinned to the ground when Charlie ran stakes through them. Gods and Goddesses bless those eight witches for saving Rhonda’s life. Pulling into the driveway, he offered her a playful grin. “Ready for the craziness of three weddings at once?”

Her mouth moved to form a breathtaking smile. “I can’t wait.”

Patrick rang the doorbell and then moved aside, placing Rhonda in front of him. He grinned when it opened.

“Trick or treat,” Rhonda laughed at the vampire holding the door open.

“Oh, hi.” Rachel took the teeth out of her mouth. “I thought you were more munchkins.” She glanced over Rhonda’s head at Patrick.

“Is it okay I brought a male into the woman’s domain tonight?” Rhonda sighed, “they still won’t let me drive with these.” She held up her scarred hands. “I mean really, couldn’t we pad the damn steering wheel or something so I can grip it?”

Rachel looked down at her hands, then up to Patrick. “I suppose one male in the house won’t corrupt the feminine energies.”

Patrick focused on her hands for a moment too, he’d never get over it. Shaking it off, he glanced at Rachel again and raised an eyebrow. “Is that what you’re wearing tomorrow, Rachel?”

Rachel laughed. “Ha! No. Although it is an idea, isn’t it? Could you see the guest’s faces?”

“You’re giving her ideas she doesn’t need.” Leena said quietly coming from the kitchen, in costume, pointy hat and all.

He winked at her. “I would pay to see you walk to your groom like that, Leena.”

Leena looked down at her black ratty dress and purple shoes. “Hmm, no. Better not go there.”

Kasey came out drying her hands on a towel. “I just got kicked out for getting sparkles in Cora’s finger thingies.” As she spoke the sparkling antennae on top of her head bobbed around. “I told her to just say it was fairy dust.” She looked up and spotted Rhonda. “Oh. You’re here!” She bounced over to her.

Patrick stepped back so the fairy wings wouldn’t smack him as she flew past. Fitting, she finally had wings to keep up with her, he thought. “I’m afraid to ask what Cora’s wearing.”

“Silly question really,” Cora said, as she entered the room.

He turned and looked at the slender woman dressed in a black body stocking with a skeleton decoration. “Oh yeah, you all should be wearing these outfits tomorrow. The grooms will pass out.”

Cora walked past him and hugged Rhonda. “We should dress him up,” she said softly.

Rhonda grinned and turned to look at Patrick. “With those black eyes, he should be a pirate I think.”

Kasey frowned. “He needs long scruffy hair…oh,” she turned to Cora. “Dade, now there’s a pirate.”

Cora smiled and bit her lip. “I preferred the white knight earlier.”

Rhonda’s mouth dropped and she reached to lift Cora’s hand. “Oh! He finally…you are…he did?”

Cora nodded.

Patrick leaned over and looked down at the ring on her hand. “There goes another one.”