“Sebastian,” The tone of Sam' voice was very serious. “No. Is she around? Hearing what you say? Is that why we're talking about it?" “No.” I paced around the hotel room. I could see why my friend was worried, but I was annoyed that it was so hard to show him I knew what I was doing. "You really want to get paid for your part of the business," he said. “Yeah.” It didn't come out as well as I had hoped, so I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Almost." I didn't want to leave A Taste of Magic because I loved the place. It would always have a place in my heart. But I had to if I wanted the future I had started to plan. Sam let out a low huff of anger. "You know what, don't think that. "I'll be out there." “What?” I took the phone from my ear and just looked at it. "You can't. You have to get a job. The restaurant was—" "Can stand on its own for an entire shift without me," he said. "Let's call it an on-the-spot test for the staff. I'm going to come out, and we'll talk about this. Head-
Just before six, Sam got there. He was shaking snow out of his hair and carrying a big insulated bag with A Taste of Magic's logo on it when I opened the door. As I let him in, he said, "I brought food," which wasn't necessary. "And alcohol, if she will let you drink." I thought it was funny to see how, as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes darted around to see if we were alone. "She hasn't come." I picked up the bag and pointed to a seat at the table. "Just put your coat on top of that. We don't have enough closet space." Sam took off his coat as I put the bag on the kitchen's tiny square of counter space and started looking through it. Every package that was well-wrapped made my mouth water. All of my favorite foods were there, like steak, sausage, and fish. "Oh, you're great!" "Have you been living here?" Sam went around in a circle, shocked. "There aren't many choices," I told him dryly as I grabbed two short water glasses from the cabinet and poured us both some wine f
"Why are there so many papers to sign?" I complained as I scribbled my name on yet another piece of paper. "That's what lawyers do," Aiyssa reminded me with a straight face as she stapled a few sheets that had already been signed together and put them in a folder. "We make tons of documents, have everyone sign them, and then store them in huge warehouses so that we can pull them out ten years from now when the IRS audits you to show that you don't actually owe them the GDP of a small country in back taxes because someone mistyped a number somewhere along the line." "I can't believe you learned this in school." I tried to hide my smile when she said that her job was just like any other. "Yes, well, aren't you glad I did?" She asked in a nice way. "Otherwise, you'd be on your own with all this nonsense." The idea of spending hours on the phone, in the mail, and sorting through my grandfather's and my parents' lives was really scary. "I will always be grateful to you," I told her.
I woke up from a deep sleep when I heard muffled sounds of pain. My eyes were blurry from being tired and drunk, and I blinked them slowly to try to figure out where I was. Yellow light from the street lamps outside snuck in around the edges of the curtains. The thin fingers of light made the shadows around the bed deep and slippery. I saw Nikita's body twist in fear this time when she cried out again. She was on her stomach at the far end of the king-sized bed. Her face was pressed against the pillow as she fought blindly against an enemy she couldn't see. She pulled at the smooth sheets and jerked as if she were getting hit hard. The next cry made me feel like my heart was going to break. When my body finally caught up, it jerked forward. I pushed the blankets back and crawled across the space between us, grabbed her shoulder, and rolled her toward me, flipping her over onto her back. “Nikita!” She hit back, so I grabbed her wrists. "Nikita, wake up!" She opened her eyes wide a
While Nikita was in the shower in the morning, I made lattes. When she came out of the bedroom, she was wearing my robe and her wet hair was twisted on top of her head and clipped in place. When I saw her, my heart pounded. She walked over to take the bowl-shaped mug I offered her and told me, "That smells great." As I gave it to her, I kissed her on the forehead and looked down as she laughed out loud. "You marked it with a dollar sign!" "You should know," I sniffed, "that latte art is a very well-respected form of art." And all of the best gurus swear by making your dreams come true." She smiled, but that nervous look was back in the back of her eyes. "We also plan to make a lot of money today. “Exactly.” As I went back to the machine to start my own latte, I said arrogantly over my shoulder, "I plan to fuck you, too, but that's harder to show in foam." She snorted, but then I felt her arm wrap around me, and she pressed herself against my back. "I'm always amazed by all of y
Sebastian looked at me like I had a second head. He said "Nikita" in a slow way. "What the hell are you saying?""You said you would marry me so we could save the others." More tears came out of my eyes, and I hated myself for being such a show, but my body stopped listening to me. "Because you needed protection from your mother until I could give it to you. But now I can!" I pointed to the table where we'd signed the papers that gave me and us access to a huge amount of money that was almost unimaginable. "No, Sebastian, I am not her. Your mother is not me. I won't—I won't make you marry me and give up everything you want just to keep other people safe!"He just looked at her for a moment. I stayed put and waited for him to figure it out. He'd do it. He'd figure it all out and get it, just like Aiyssa had told me. He would know that I knew this because I didn't tell him.The time went on and on. I wobbled on my feet, tired and sad in a moment that should have been a moment of victory
One of the many great things about having your own restaurant was that it was easy to plan a wedding in less than 24 hours. I knew the menu by heart and Sam knew what Fuzion had in stock, so between the two of us, it only took a few phone calls to bring in extra staff looking for bonus pay and take care of the reception side of things. Oh, and she called the bakery to order a bunch of rainbow-colored macróns instead of a wedding cake.Finding a ring was a little harder, but the third jewelry store I went to had a platinum setting with a cluster of raw diamonds that were big enough to make Nikita's ring finger feel heavy enough. I chose a plain platinum band with a smooth surface for myself and crossed that job off the list.I chose a plain platinum band with a smooth surface for myself and crossed that job off the list.I had many suits, so I let Nikita choose one for me. I was ready to spend a crazy amount of money to buy her a dress, but she said no. Instead, she had Wynette stop by
The wedding only had a few guests. Nikita invited only Wynette and Aiyssa because the rest of the pack was unable to make contact with her. Due to the fact that my family had basically shunned me, Sam was the only other person whose presence mattered anymore.When I arrived at the Taste of Magic, where the others were waiting for us, one look at Sam was all it needed for me to see that something fishy was going on."What did you do?" I demanded."Only what I promised," he grinned devilishly at me before continuing. "Let's go, this way to the second floor."Nikita and I exchanged looks, but we went ahead and allowed ourselves to be led to the same private room that we had utilized for our presentations the day before. A recognizable face was there, waiting for us, and it had been at least two years since I'd last seen it.“Zane?” I asked in disbelief.“Sebastian!” My twin brother reached out with both arms and gave me a bear hug."Why are you even in this place?" I was relieved to find