Cursed

“Uh, no. I mean, Lyla and Sutton invited me to dinner, but I know that they wanted to see their boyfriends, and so I took a raincheck.”

I wince. Why did I just tell him all of that? It in no way answered his question.

“Is that what you did today? Hang out with the girls?”

“Yeah, they took me to the Mystery Cabin for a tour,” I say and he smiles. “And then we had lunch and I got to see Iris’s shop this afternoon.”

“How did you like town?”

“I love it. Everyone is so nice and there’s no traffic or long waits at the restaurants. Plus, the water! Though I didn’t really get to go down to the beach that much today.”

He smiles softly as I go on about the town and I close my mouth.

“We can go now. It will be dark, but the lights from the bridge and boats should help.”

I bite my bottom lip. I want to take him up on his offer so bad, but I can’t. Not unless I want the curse to get him too.

“Record,” he says softly, and I blink at him as he takes a step toward me and then another.

His hand cups my face, and I lean into his touch. How long has it been since someone has touched me? After Madelyn hugging me, I can’t even remember.

His mouth lowers to mine and I lick my lips. I know that I shouldn’t let him kiss me. We barely know each other and I’m cursed, but I want this.

I want him.

His lips lands on mine and I close my eyes.