The Awakening: A Witch-Vampire Romance: Feel the Heat.

The Awakening: A Witch-Vampire Romance: Feel the Heat. by Anastasha Renee

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for it. I love you, girl. Always have.”
    I reach up to the neckline of my shirt to make sure the necklace or talisman was still hidden from view. I feel kind of bad for not telling him that I had found it, but I still want to keep it between me and my birth mom for a while.
    “I know , Dan. I love you too. I’m going to throw myself together before Jessa gets here. Do you, by chance, still have any of my old clothes here from the summers I spent with you?”
    “I was thinking about that earlier. I found a box of things in the closet and I set it on the kitchen counter. Take whatever you need out of there. It’s yours, after all.”
    “Thanks again. You are the best , Uncle Dan!”
    I lean in and hug him tight. This is home, I realize, having someone that loves you no matter what. No matter what the situation. They are always there for you. They always have your back in good times and bad. I am lucky to have him.
    I le ave the office so my uncle can get back to his calls and emails. I go into the kitchen and grab the old box of my things. When I get to my room I set it on my bed and start to rummage through it. There isn’t much that will still fit, but I do find an old pair of cut-off jean shorts that I used to keep to go fishing in. They might be a little short, but they would have to do. I also come across one of my old Nike tees. Not the most fashionable outfit, but beggars can’t be choosers.
    Right as I am heading for the bathroom to shower, my phone rings. It is probably Devon calling to bitch at me for not calling him yet. I am sure by now that he’s heard everything from Jessa. He most likely will be tagging along with us to the mall to be my fashion consultant. The boy can dress.
    “Hello ,” I answer.
    “Hey , pretty eyes. How are you this A.M.? Better than last night, I hope.”
    “Who is this,” I ask, even though I know who it is. Jaxx is the only person that has ever called me pretty eyes. He’d also seen me at one of my lowest points last night. I get butterflies in my tummy from the sound of his voice over the phone. All dark and smooth.
    “You know who this is, little raven. No more games. I was worried about you after seeing you like that last night. You hid it well, but I don’t like to see you in tears.”
    “ I’m fine, Jaxx. Really. You don’t have to worry about me. I’m at my uncle’s house. I’m doing a lot better. Honest.”
    “I’m glad. Listen. Checking up on you wasn’t the only reason I was calling. I want to take you out. I know that you don’t know me , but I want to change that,” he says.
    “Umm . Okay,” I stall for a minute, trying to wrap my head around his change of pace. “What did you have in mind? I’m busy shopping with Jessa at the mall this afternoon. I’m sure I have an ass-load of make-up work to get through starting tomorrow since I skipped out today.”
    “How about a fter you get back from the mall? Everyone has to eat, right? Italian sound good? I can pick you up around seven or eight. What’s good for you?”
    “Seven sounds peachy. What Italian place are we talking about? I have to know what to wear.”
    “Pretty eyes, you would look good in anything, but pick something short. I want to get a good look at those gams you have goin’ on,” he chuckles nice and low.
    “Yeah , we will see. I’ll see you at seven, Thor .” I laugh because he really does look like the mythic god. Or what the mythic god should have looked like.
    “Later ,” with that he clicks off.
    Jessa is going to freak when she finds out about my date. I don’t even want to think about what Sabrina is going to be subjecting me to when she finds out about it. Oh shit! Thinking about Sabrina reminds me that I need to remind Dan about calling the school. I shoot down the stairs two at a time. I need to hurry because I am running behind and I still need to shower the funk of last night off. “Uncle Dan,” I call out into the house. I don’t get an answer, so guessing

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