Who said love potions didn’t work? Snuggling her head into his shoulder Ellie breathed a sigh of utter happiness into his ear. ‘The love potion I bought was worth every cent just to hear you say that.’
‘I swapped the drinks.’ He tipped her face up to his and gently kissed her waiting mouth. ‘I don’t need a potion to tell you I love you.’
‘Is that why I’m feeling so ... so?’
‘Loving?’ he prompted hungrily, his arms pulling her closer.
‘And sensuous ... and ... adventurous.’
‘That’s odd.’ The smoky passion in his voice was mirrored in his eyes. ‘I feel exactly the same way.’
Not
that
odd, Ellie thought, surrendering to the devastation of his kiss. Weaving spells had turned out to be as chancy a business as love - so she’d added the potion to both their drinks.
After all, what harm could a little touch of magic do?
Copyright © 2000, 2012 by Janet Woods
Originally published by New Concepts as
Spellbound
Electronically published in 2013 by Belgrave House
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