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ignore how the mambo dancing butterflies came back every time she saw him. “My home is in Philadelphia.”
    “Is it?”
    “Geez, I can’t wait until you and Grammy meet. The entire conversation will be questions and obscure Confucius type conversations.”
    That slow, sultry smile was taking over his mouth again. The butterflies went from mambo to Macarena in two seconds flat. “Do you want to see the spell?”
    “Uh-huh.” She cleared her throat, wondering if he’d heard how breathless her answer had been.
    “Yes, I would.”
    He pointed to a table on the other side of the room. “Help yourself.”
    She stood, walking towards the table covered in rose-colored cloth. She stared down at the runes, the remainders of the cinnamon incense still scenting the air. Burnt scraps of blue—Blue? Why blue?—paper lay in the bottom of the cold cauldron, left there until the spell was complete. Colored candles were placed strategically, almost but not quite making sense to her. A rose and an iris, stems braided through an emerald ring, lay across a golden plate, their petals undimmed by the passage of time. And two special candles, one carved with the symbol for male, one with the symbol of female, touched, their wax pooled together, delicately binding them together. “Whoa.”
    Chris’s finger reached out and stroked the female candle. Lana could swear she felt that touch through her whole body. “When the candles came together I knew you were near.” The husky whisper sent a shiver down her spine. His hand reached out and took hers, gently cradling it. Lana watched, fascinated, as he took her fingers and stroked the male candle. She felt him quiver behind her. “I could almost feel your presence.” His breath stirred her hair; his nearness warmed her in places she hadn’t realized had been cold. His free arm snaked around her waist, pulling her gently back against him. She could feel his erection pressing against the small of her back. “I could almost taste how sweet you would be.” A soft kiss pressed through her hair to reach the side of her neck.
    “If Cole had laid one hand on you, he’d be dead.”
    She shivered at the sudden coldness in his voice. “I can take care of myself.”
    She felt his smile against her skin. “I know. I was there, remember?”
    She licked her lips, ignoring the way his mouth was tickling her skin. “So you still think I’m the one the spell called?”
    “Mm-hmm.” He nibbled, sharp teeth gently scraping against her. “I know you are.”
    She lifted her shoulder, dislodging that distracting, totally tempting mouth. “How do you know?”
    He shifted their joined hands and touched the emerald ring.
    Warmth flowed up her arm, twining around them both like a sleek silken rope. Her magic flared inside her, meeting and answering the call of the spell, allowing it to settle inside her. She felt the brush of his cock against her ass and moaned.
    His quickly indrawn breath let her know he felt the spell settle into place, joining them with invisible bonds. “I know.” He turned her, pulling her against him, cradling her between his legs and lifting her onto the worktable. “And so do you.”
    “Chris—”
    She didn’t get anything else out. His mouth descended onto hers in a ravishing kiss. One broad hand buried itself in her hair, holding her head right where he wanted it. He fucked her mouth with his tongue, owning it in a way no other man ever had. The other cradled her hip, pulling her to the edge of the table, enabling him to thrust his jean-clad erection against her throbbing pussy.
    Power, seduction, heat, all poured off of him, settling into her with incredible force. She’d never felt such craving for another person before. She trembled with it. Without thought her legs splayed wide to accommodate his hips. Reaching out to steady herself, her fingers brushed against the emerald ring. Desire flooded through her, hot and wet and throbbing.
    She tried to take control of