His tail flicked with frustration.
“Well, I don’t think we’ll have trouble finding other girls who are interested in you, so don’t worry.”
“But what if I want that particular human?”
“Then you shouldn’t have blown her off when she asked for your number.”
* * *
Lily slumpedon the sofa with her glass of wine and Ben & Jerry’s. Thankfully, the dep only sold the mini size, so she didn’t feel too gross eating right out of the carton.
Setting her laptop on the coffee table, she hit play onHocus Pocus. She’d seen it a thousand times, of course, but it was her favorite movie. But god help her if her sister ever found out how often she watched this particular film.
As if summoned by thoughts of Iris, Grimalkin jumped onto the sofa and curled into a ball on the cushion beside Lily as if he approved of her entertainment choices.
She glared at the black cat. “You would like this movie.”
He glared back, unimpressed. He was a jerk, but she’d always loved the lemon-yellow shade of his eyes against his pitch-black fur. Unfortunately, now it reminded her of another pair of eyes she had looked into tonight.
“I asked him if he had a phone. What kind of question is that? Everyone has a phone!” She snorted. “Well, everyone except him, apparently.”
Grimalkin looked offended by the tone of her voice.
“The worst part is, he had no clue what I was talking about. And did I explain myself? No, I just let him walk away. But seriously, who can’t take a hint that big? I feel like he would have figured it out if he was interested.”
She sighed and turned back to the movie without actually watching it. “It’s for the best, anyway. The dep is hardly the place to meet guys. I don’t know anything about him except that he’s gorgeous and nice enough to walk random girls home and buy ice cream for friends on their periods.” She groaned. “Who am I kidding? He’s perfect.”
Her phone rang, and she groaned again when she saw the call display. Pausing the movie, she shot a glare at Grimalkin. “Somehow this is your fault.”
She swiped to answer the call. “Iris. Hey.”
“Lil, are you coming? We’re getting started right away—”
“You know I’m not. I told you to stop inviting me.”
Iris made her infamous huffing sound. “You should be here. It’s in our blood. It’s who we are.”
“It’s not who I am. I am who I choose to be, and that’s not what I choose.”
“I don’t see why you’re so against it. It’s our heritage, our—”
“We’ve had this argument a hundred times, Ris, and I’m not changing my mind. Just give it up already.”
Thank god her sister didn’t know she was watchingHocus Pocuswhile sitting beside a black cat. Then she’d never hear the end of it.
Iris sighed. “Fine, but I miss having you here, Lil.”
She hadn’t been to a coven meeting since they’d left Ireland nine years ago, but Iris always acted like she’d stopped going yesterday. “Sorry, but it’s not for me. I want a different life.”
“Just because Mam and Dad are g—”
“Please don’t bring that up right now.”
“Fine, I won’t. But I just don’t want you to throw this big part of yourself away because of the past. Mam wouldn’t want that for you. She’d want us to b—”
“I’m hanging up now.”
“Alright, alright. Before you go, how’s Grimmie-poo?”
