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around here, but he’d evidently heard of us. “Right. My aunt Millie told me about your family.”
    Millie? Did he mean Millicent Carpenter, the grumpy old hag who’d used to run a local grocery store until my family’s supermarket chain ran her out of business? She didn’t speak like some hick. “And what did your aunt Millie tell you about us?”
    “That you were a bunch of rich bastards who acted as if y’all owned the earth.” He gazed around at the woods and let fly a single chuckle. “I’m guessin’ she was right.”
    “We don’t own the earth. We’re working on it, though.”
    “Why am I not surprised?” he asked with a snort.
    If I could guarantee a hex wouldn’t backfire, I’d have turned this smug son of a bitch into a tapeworm. But I couldn’t risk it. I was already tempting my dad’s fury by not being at the house and ready to leave. Having to undo one of my misfired hexes wouldn’t endear me to him or our family to the other covens.
    “Well, I wish I could say it’s been nice talkin’ to you, but my momma always told me not to lie right to people’s faces.” He turned around, searching the woods for where he’d run off to next.
    I don’t know what made me do it, but before I could stop them, the words flew right out of my mouth. “What’s your name?”
    He glanced over his shoulder, a wicked grin sliding across his perfect pink lips. “Name’s Drake,” he said. “And you’re Mason.”
    I tilted my head to one side. “How the hell did you know that?”
    Drake responded with a laugh before taking off at full speed. He cut through the bushes, leaped over more rocks, and then bounded off a tree trunk before the overgrowth stole him from my sight.
    I was suddenly overcome with the desire to find out everything I could about the latest addition to our town.

C HAPTER 3
     
     
    A FTER I got back from the woods, my father led me to the car. For almost the entire ride, he proceeded to scold me for almost making us late. I sighed quietly as he reprimanded me. Didn’t I realize how arriving late would make him look to the others? Did I not care that my family’s reputation could be tarnished?
    I nodded in strained contrition while Pierce smirked at me and Thad gazed out the window, most likely imagining he was back in the library reading his books.
    Dad’s words eventually turned into a low hum. My thoughts returned to Drake. Since I knew who his aunt was, finding out more information on him would be relatively easy. Havenbridge wasn’t that big, and I just had to figure out what that guy’s deal was. Why did it seem like he knew more than he let on?
    There was a secret there, and I had to figure out what it was.
    He wasn’t one of us, that was for sure. Magical beings emanated an aura that other magic users could sense. Drake gave off no such energy.
    But there was something there. I could tell because it made the back of my brain itch.
    “Are you listening to me?”
    I nodded at my father through the rearview mirror. His eyes narrowed in disbelief, but instead of calling me on it, he continued his tirade while I went back to my thoughts.
    I could cast a spell. That might get me the information I needed. Of course, I could also fry my brain if I didn’t get it right. Knowledge spells were tricky and precise. One incorrect word, and all the information that existed in the world could overload my brain, causing it to virtually explode. That wasn’t something I wanted to experience, no matter how badly I wanted to learn as much as I could about Drake.
    But why was that exactly? I typically didn’t give a flying fuck about most people, magical or otherwise. What was it about this jackrabbit douche bag that intrigued me so much? It wasn’t just his lean body, gorgeous eyes, or fantastic hair. If this were purely physical, I could understand that. He was a hot guy.
    And I was more than particularly hard up. I hadn’t had a good make-out session since last Samhain.
    But with