Crescent Bound (57 page)

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Authors: Karli Rush

Tags: #Fantasy, #Romance

I walk over to Alberto
, lifting
his hand and watch it drop to his lap, yep, complete dead weight. All the times before Megan somehow arranged it so we are at the
guy

s
house or a place where he can crash for the time being.  Why on earth did we do it here? 

Megan shifts next to me and in a sarcastic voice,

I think I have a wheel barrel out in the garage, want me to go check?

  She smiles so innocently, but I know her better than that, she would hit the road and not even look back and think it was the most comical thing in the world. 

I grab her arm and smile innocently back and say,

Oh
,
no you don

t, your ass is staying right here and helping out. Now listen to me…

I look directly into her eyes, changing my
voice to
a subtle hypnotic tone,

Megan, you
are
going to use your telekinesis
,
I want you to concentrate, just visualize moving his arm at first,
okay
?

 

She nods slowly and turns towards Alberto, nothing at first, but
I remain patient.  Lisa appears
next to me and I raise a finger to my lips signaling for her to be quiet.  Then suddenly Alberto

s right arm
rises
up and hovers in midair. 

Megan looks
over at us and smiles proudly,

I think we can do it, this will be so kick ass!

  Megan is bubb
ling with excitement that she’
s able to move something larger than a pencil.


Five cheers for Megan
,

I
say
,

b
ut I

m not ready to bring out my pom
-
poms yet
.

Lisa
looks thrilled too
as she leans over to me. 


This is fun.

I roll my eyes at them and think
we
haven

t even moved him off the couch let alone out of the room.

Taking in a deep breath I say,

Come on
ladies;
let

s
get th
is
show on the road.

  Megan turns back to Alberto and focuses once a
gain.  This time I am impressed,
s
he actually has his entire body off the couch and
just
sl
ightly dragging the floor.  He’s almost
to the doorway when he suddenly drops to the ground with a loud thump.  Megan puts a hand over her mouth and looks at me.


Oops!

  I motion my hand in a manner to keep going.

I walk by Lisa and whisper
,

Better go grab some pillows for Alberto, I may not be psychic, but I get this uncanny feeling he

s going
to
feel some pain tomorrow.

  Lisa shifts out of the room and I can hear her laughing as she leaves.

By the time we have Alberto by the front door Megan is leaning heavily against the wall.


I don

t see how David makes it look so easy, why didn

t we just do the mind sweep on him here in the foyer?

I open up the door.


David has been doing this for a long time now, and if you wouldn

t find human men so enticing maybe we wouldn

t be doing this at all.

  I sigh and look at her,

Come on Meg, just a little further, shape your energy, pull it together and gently
float
him down the steps.

I tried using a calm voice as I watch her focus. His body ever so slowly ascends and hovers out the door and just above the steps.  I

m thinking
yes
, you

ve got it
and then he falls.  We both watch his unconscious body roll and bounce down the steps.  I look back
at
her and say,

When you said

This was going to be kick
-
ass

were
you referring to his ass per se
?

Megan rolls her eyes at me.

With a t
ired
expression
on her face Megan says
,

Are we close enough to Lisa

s car now?

I can tell her energy is drained and since he did roll down, he really is just a few feet away from the car.  Megan and I grab an arm each and haul him to the passenger door.  Lisa uses her air element in helping us lift his body up into the seat.  I
reach over
and buckle him in, checking for any cuts or bruis
es

I see a
few on his arm, so I place my hands tenderly on him and focus my healing energy into his wounds. He will definitely feel sore tomorrow, poor bloke for falling in love with a witch.

Megan starts walking toward
her Porsche.  I shift in front of her,

And where do you think your going?

 

She crosses her arms over her chest
and retorts
,

You and Lisa can follow me to his house.

  I give her a smirk and point towards the motorcycle.


And what about that?

She glances over at it like it

s some kind of alien insect. 

Shrugging her shoulders
,

Maybe one of the guys can come by later and take it back.

  I hold out my hand to her.

Really? Well I

m not
sure about that, why don

t you go get his helmet and bring it
to
me.

  Megan stands there studying me for a moment.  I want this whole situation resolved with no loose ends, and yes, I know how to ride a bike. 

Megan shifts away
and
then back
again
with the helmet.  I point over to Lisa, sitting patiently in her Celica with Mr. Alberto riding shotgun,

Ride with Lisa and show her where to go, I

ll follow,

I tell her
and
then
shift to the bike.

My cell rings,

Hey?

Marc

s voice has concern in it,

Where are you?

  I think about it for a second.  How do I explain, and then Lisa starts driving away.  I pull the bike off its kickstand and start up the Ferrari.


Hey, let me call you back, I

m test driving a Ferrari, love.

Marc laughs. 

I can imagine his expression. 

You do that, babe
,

h
e says and hangs up. 
I slide the cell into my jeans, put the helmet on and take off.  The bike rides like a Ferrari
should;
it

s nothing close to any motorcycle I have ever experienced.  It literately glides down the road.

I sway from one lane to the other, in and out of the cars on the highway.  Shifting the gears with such ease, I lean my body down more.  This bike

s aerodynamics
is
designed so you ride it in a hunched-over position.  I soon fall for my new found fascination with crotch-rockets.  I have my
iPod
on and a song called
,

As The Rush C
omes

begins playing.  Can it get more perfect than this? 

I shift again moving the bike faster, pushing it to
the
limit. I rocket pass Lisa and Megan like they are at a complete stand still and quickly decide I better slow it down, either, I  may miss the turn or more likely for me, I

ll have the cop
s pull me over.  So I down
and drift the bike back behind Lisa

s car.

We finally arrive at Alberto

s home and return him safely on his couch.  I wonder about placing him on his bed upstairs, but Megan quickly reassures me that she had no intentions of dragging him up a flight of never
-
ending stairs.  Once we have him settled, Megan leans over and kisses him attentively on the lips. I can hear her whispering in his ear.


Goodbye my Italian stallion, I

ll never forget you.

  I narrow my glare. 


Oh, come on, already, we should have been at the track by now.

  I pull on her arm and lead her out to the car.

Chapter 36

 

 

We have a couple of
hours to drive until we arrive at
the IWDR
, short for International Witch Drag Racing track
.  So, I ask Lisa if she carries any extra clothes with her
,
and she surprisingly nods and points towards the back of the car.  Megan reaches over to a small pink designer duffle bag and rummages through an array of different style
s of
attire
.


What exactly do you and
Dawson
do
, Lisa, that would cause a girl like you to need suc
h a vast assortment of clothing?

Megan asks with a dark, intriguing brow.
Lisa places both her hands on the steering wheel t
ightly and replies back with a shy expression.


Some
times
,
things can get kind of…ripped, or soaked or lost from…..uh, the rain, I don

t know, but you know the girl scout motto;
Readiness is all
and
one can never be too prepared
.

 

I giggle and say,

You mean
the
Boy Scout
motto and the first
part of that
is a Shakespearean quote from Hamlet.

She waves her hand at me, unperturbed,

Yes, you know what I

m saying.

I look over my shoulder and
tell
Megan
,

Can you f
ind me a T
-
shirt.

 

She leans over my seat and says,

Why, what

s wrong with what you have on?

 

I unzip my jacket and turn towards her and Lisa, so they both can see my shirt,

Save a bro
om, ride a witch? Megan? Really?

They
both start laughing.  Megan finally throws a black T-shirt at me.  When I shake it out I see it wasn

t a plain tee, faded white
words display
,

Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap

boldly across the front.  I roll my eyes again
,
I

m
not sure which shirt is worse.

Megan grabs the shirt from me and says grinning from ear to ear,

Here, you have to listen to this song while you change shirts.

  She leans in-
b
etween Lisa and
me
to switch songs.

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