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asking my question.
    “Um... what happened the other night at Ben’s? You know... when you caused that hot current thing.”
    Nick unbuckles his seat belt and angles himself against the door, facing me. He takes a couple of minutes before he answers. “Perhaps you caused the hot current thing.” He reaches over, taking my hand, and I’m relieved nothing happens. “I honestly don’t know.” He looks at my hand as if he’ll find the answer there. “I’ve never experienced anything close to that before.”
    I look at him, confused. “So, we have no idea why it happened?”
    He pulls on my hand, pulling me closer as he leans toward me. “I think we should go in.” His voice is low, and we’re close enough that his breath fans across my face.
    “Why?” I breathe.
    “Because I want to kiss you... and this damn console is in the way.”
    I lean in close, surprising myself, and bring my lips to his. His mouth is warm, and when he tries to deepen the kiss, I pull back. “I have to work in the morning.” Plus, I’m not sure I want this to move too fast.
    “Well,” he sighs, “I guess I’d better walk you to the door.” As he helps me from the car, he glances about the yard.
    “What’s wrong?”
    “Doesn’t Jake have a security light out here?”
    My eyes sweep the yard, noticing how dark it is. “It must have burned out.” I see him scan around again. “You’re making me nervous.”
    Nick brings his gaze back to mine. “Sorry.”
    I’m fumbling with the key in the lock when he asks, “Don’t you leave a light on inside, and why no porch light?”
    Pushing the door open, I reach around the doorframe, switching on the light for the porch. “What are you, the light police?”
    “Sofie, something strange is happening around here. Jake needs to make sure everything is secure for when you’re here alone.” Nick follows me inside.
    “Are you... trying to scare me?”
    “No—”
    “Because you’re starting to do a good job of it.” I turn to face him.
    He takes my hand, pulling me close. I look up into the darkest blue eyes I’ve ever seen as his head descends toward mine. The shrill ringing of the phone makes me step back.
    I giggle, somewhat nervous. “I’d better answer. It might be Jake.” Nick mutters under his breath as I head for the kitchen.
    I come back into the living room to find him on the couch with his feet propped on the coffee table. “I decided to wait with you until Jake gets home.”
    “Thanks. That was Diane. Jake dropped her off, and he’s headed this way.” Sitting at the opposite end of the couch, I tuck my feet under me, still cold. “Calvin called your friends witches, but Jake explained that they were Wiccan?”
    Nick studies me for a moment. “I’ve known Lucian and Estella Zelt for a long time. They’re good people who only want others to leave them alone. When fools like Calvin start talking about them being witches, they mean all the dark connotations of practicing magic. They perceive the Zelts as evil—and they are not.” He hesitates, and I can tell he wants to say more, but he waits a few minutes before he continues. “They want to help with what is happening. They have knowledge of sacrifices and the meaning of certain rituals.”
    “That’s what Jake told me.”
    “Well, if word gets around they’re witches, no one will listen to them.”
    “Did you know them from Florida?” I can’t help but be curious.
    “Yes.”
    “Jake said they moved into the old Rogers place. No one’s lived there for a long time. It’s haunted. At least, that’s the rumor.”
    He smiles. “I don’t believe ghosts would deter Estella.” His voiceholds a hint of laughter.
    “Are they married?”
    “No.” He places his feet on the floor and stands. “Brother and sister.” He moves to the front windows and looks through the curtains. “They have a younger sister, Brit, who lives with them too.”
    “What about Taylor?”
    He looks at me in surprise.