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“One, two, THREE!” The witch slams a hand on the bar and downs the shot. I try to keep up, but after three attempts—the salt, the lime, the tequila, I can never recall which goes first or why humans enjoy this ridiculous sport—I’m beginning to lose both my fine motor skills and my judgment. Pouting at her now empty shot glass, Miss Bonnivarde flags the bartender and orders us a round of beers. Well. In what can only be a direct violation of the laws of physics attributable to some bit of subtle witchcraft performed without my knowledge, the witch seems to be holding her liquor better than I. A shameful admission, but one I’m bound by my profession to note for later analysis. Alone. In my bed. Where I can lose myself in the indulgent fantasy where I’m not a demon and she’s not my student but something else entirely. Something requiring less alcohol and fewer articles of clothing and— “Dr. Sutherland? You know that whole ‘in vino veritas’ thing? I guess it applies to tequila too, because suddenly I have a confession to make.” Oh, no. I turn my sticky barstool to face her, knees inadvertently brushing her leg. She doesn’t draw back. For once, neither do I. It’s not touching, exactly, but it’s close enough, and the warmth of it ties my stomach in knots in a way that’s terrifying yet not altogether unpleasant. Again, further analysis needed. She brushes the hair from her face and gazes up at me, open and earnest, eyes slightly glassy from the effects of the alcohol. “Don’t take this the wrong way, okay?” “I shall endeavor not to.” “No! No endeavoring. You have to promise me.” “I can not make a promise based on such limited information. Perhaps you’re going to confess you’d like to murder me when my back is turned, or you’re planning to overthrow Hell with your magical wily ways, or maybe—” “Okay, fine. I’ll tell you. Just… don’t look at me.” Barely containing the urge to roll my eyes, I close them. “Happy?” I hear her long exhale. Feel the ghost of her breath on my hand. Then she says, “This is super weird but… Okay. Here goes. I sort of have a teensy, tiny, infinitesimal, minuscule, pea-sized, microscopic—” “Yes. I, too, own a thesaurus. Please get on with it.” “—crush on you.” She pauses. I wait for her to explain. She doesn’t. “You can open your eyes now.” I return my attention to her. She’s still gazing at me, her cheeks that lovely shade of crimson, her eyes sincere. Then she laughs and says, “I mean, don’t take it personally, God!” “Okay?” “It’s just… I think I have authority issues? And you’re very… authoritative. In a good way. Like, what I was saying the other day?” “Ah, yes. When you called me—let me see if I can recall the precise words—a prick, Professor Jerkface, and the demon responsible for your late-emergent so-called ‘daddy issues.’ Surely you meant those as compliments.” The bartender delivers our beers, and I gratefully grab them both and nod toward a nearby table, hoping that’s the end of it. “But they ARE compliments!” She bounces along behind me. “You have this… this way about you. It’s very firm and commanding and—” “And perhaps I’ll spare us both a future eternity of awkward moments by swiftly redirecting this conversation.” I set down the beers and pull out her chair. “Have a seat. Would you like some water? I’ll get us some water. Perhaps a snack as well. Stay right here.” “As you command, Professor.” ********** Does the commanding (and uptight) demon professor stand a chance against this adorable, day-drinking witch? Find out in the hot and hilarious paranormal romantic comedy, The Good Witch’s Guide to Bad Choices! 💖 Read FREE with KU: amazon.com/dp/B0GMD8R75K 🎧 Get the DUET narrated audiobook starring Shane East and Samantha Brentmoor: sarahpiperbooks.com/the-good-witchs-guide-to-bad-choices-audiobook 🎧 Stream on Spotify: open.spotify.com/show/5OwqGju0t8VHumrxDgINwX 📚 Get the paperback: amazon.com/dp/1963657136

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Lizzy Bonnivarde is having a hell of a week. Fired by chatbot. Evicted by Hello Kitty Post-It. Betrayed by both her boyfriend her dealer. So when her estranged sisters text that their horrible mother just died, Lizzy has one thought: Unfortunately, the inheritance situation is… complic...

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