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sound much like the ones that had issued from the portal before it closed. “They're not opposites either."
    "So you still want me out of town?"
    God, the woman was impossible! He spread his arms wide to encompass the black, waxy sunburst on the floor. “If it means no more portals, minions, demons or warlocks, yes!"
    She put her hands on her hips and squared off, ready for another battle, by the look in her eyes. “If I leave, you're on your own if Chester Creek comes back."
    He squared off, too, all thoughts of kissing her into submission forgotten. “Your coven banished him, remember?"
    "That doesn't mean he won't try to come back. Or send someone else in his place. You need a witch in this town, bucko. You need a lot of witches, in fact, because without us, your sleepy little town would be knee-deep in portals to the underworld."
    "Somehow, I doubt that."
    She tossed her hair and swayed a little. Daniel resisted the urge to steady her. He'd lose this argument big time if he touched her now.
    "Fine. Well, thank you again for all your help, Mr. Garrison. There's the door."
    "You're kicking me out?"
    "Turnabout is fair play.” She held up her bandaged hand to stop his protest. “Before you say it, I'm still going to help your brother. In fact, I'll come over Saturday night. The spell I have doesn't require a full moon, but you may have to wait until then to find out if it worked. Oh, tell Vance to avoid dairy until then."
    Daniel blinked. Not only was Emilie Swanson utterly exasperating, she was completely insane. “Dairy?"
    "It makes phlegm."
    He shook his head. “There's going to be phlegm?"
    "I certainly hope not.” She roughly handed him his jacket. “Good night. And again, thanks for the bandage."
* * * *
    "I'm vibrating,” Emilie announced when Charlotte answered the phone on the first ring. She slammed the door of her apartment and dashed her keys into the ceramic bowl on the end table.
    "That's a little too much information, sweetie. What you do in the privacy of your own home—"
    "I mean from a spell."
    "Ah. Werewolf?"
    "Demon banishing.” Emilie threw herself onto the sofa and stretched. Once the aspirin had kicked in and dispatched the pounding in her head, another sensation had taken over, a more intimate one that had her replaying every moment she'd spent with Daniel.
    Even when she'd been yelling at him and shooing him out of the shop, she'd been hot and hungry for him. The aftermath of good spell work varied from total exhaustion and even amnesia, to the female equivalent of a five-alarm boner.
    Now, home alone and frustrated, angry and shivering with unspent energy, she decided confession of her sins to Charlotte would cleanse her soul and help her put Daniel's deep blue eyes, broad shoulders and deliciously tight butt out of her mind.
    "More demons?” Charlotte's voice took on a familiar tone of suspicion.
    Emilie winced. “I had to re-close the portal in the shop. It sprung a leak."
    "Would you prefer I lecture you, or should I call your mother?"
    "You, please. That's why I called. If I can get this off my chest now, I won't feel the need to confess the next time I talk to her."
    "Reckless."
    Oh, God. Moaning, Emilie sank deeper into the sofa cushions and tried not to imagine how it would feel to have Daniel's muscular body on top of her right now. “That's just what Daniel said."
    "He was there ?"
    "Yeah."
    "Spill it. I want all the details."
    "Okay, okay. But then I need a favor."
    "Anything."
    "I need you to talk me out of hunting him down and jumping his bones."

CHAPTER 8
    Daniel greeted Emilie with a civil smile and a cool glare when she arrived at the Garrison house around 8:00 PM Saturday night.
    Vance stood behind his brother, looking anxious. He took the box of magickal items from Emilie and carried it into the house. “So this is it? You've got a spell that will work?” He followed her into the dining room where, as she'd instructed over the phone earlier that day, he had covered