'Shit! My hair!'
Cortez wrapped a handful around his fist and bent to kiss my neck. 'I love your hair.'
'Which is more than you can say for my breath.'
As I reached for the toothpaste, he turned me around.
'Your breath is fine.'
Then, as if to prove it, he kissed me again, deeper this time, lifting me up onto the counter and pressing against me. I slid my fingers under his open shirt, to push it off his shoulders, but he caught my hands.
'This, I believe, is my seduction,' he said. 'Not, of course, that I wish to discourage you from taking the initiative in future. Nor to discourage you from disrobing me or from disrobing yourself, particularly in the… enchanting fashion you employed last night. But-'
'Are you seducing me or talking about it?'
He grinned. 'I could talk about it, if you like. In terms perhaps more amenable to the situation.'
'Tempting,' I said. 'Very tempting. If I wasn't worried about Savannah waking up-'
'Quite right,' he said. 'There will be plenty of time for talk later.'
His mouth came down to mine as he undid my sash. He slipped his hands inside my kimono, and traced his fingers up my sides, slowly, then moved to cup my breasts. As his thumbs found my nipples, I arched my back and moaned.
Something hit the door, hard enough that we both jumped, me falling into his arms.
'Is someone in there?' Savannah said between pounds.
Cortez looked at me. I motioned for him to answer.
'I am,' he said.
'Are you almost done?'
'Umm, no, I'm afraid not, Savannah. I'm just starting.'
'Oh, geez,' she groaned.
The door creaked, followed by a rasp and a thump as she dropped to the floor. Cortez exhaled and shook his head. We waited another minute. Not only didn't Savannah leave, but her noises of impatience escalated in frequency and volume.
Cortez leaned down to my ear. 'Are you sure you
I smiled, shook my head, and waved him toward the door.
'What about you?' he mouthed.
I slid off the counter, then backed into the corner by the toilet and cast a cover spell. Cortez nodded, then opened the door.
'Finally!' Savannah said. 'There's only one bathroom here, you know.'
He brushed past her without a word, footsteps echoing down the hall.
'Grouchy this morning, aren't we,' she called after him.
Savannah closed the door and proceeded to her urgent business. That business, contrary to what one might expect, had nothing to do with the toilet. First she brushed her hair-with my brush. Then she sampled some new lipstick-my lipstick. Then she rooted around under the cupboard and pulled out my hidden stash of high-priced shampoo and conditioner. Hair products which, may I point out, were intended for curly hair. Finally, she grabbed my French perfume and sprayed it around as if it was air freshener. I had to bite my lip to keep from yelping.
Next, a shower. As Savannah began to undress, I averted my eyes, shifting my gaze all the way to the right. After several minutes in that position, my eyes began to water. When I finally had to glance back, she was standing in front of the mirror, just standing there, looking at herself and frowning. I looked away again.
'Well, I'm a woman now,' she muttered to her reflection. 'Hurry up and do something.' She snorted. 'What a rip-off.'
With that she stamped to the shower and got in. When the water began, I eased from my hiding spot and darted to the door, then stopped, stepped back, did a quick swish with mouthwash, and left.
After dressing, I walked into the kitchen to find Cortez surveying the fridge. He looked up when I entered, glanced behind me for Savannah, then pulled me in for a kiss.
'Last one for today, I presume,' he said, then sniffed. 'You smell nice.'
'Not intentionally,' I muttered. 'My mom always said never to use the cover spell to spy on someone or you might see something you don't want to. Well, I just learned why my shampoo and perfume disappear so fast. And now I know why my friends always complained about their siblings using their stuff.' I grabbed the fridge door. 'Did you get that growing up?'
'No,' he said, as I peered into the nearly empty fridge. 'I was an only child, like you.'
I paused, confused. I knew he had three older brothers-oh, wait. I recalled what Leah said about his parentage, that he was… Words failed me. Oh, I knew a few. Illegitimate, conceived out of wedlock, plus the 'B' word, which I wouldn't mention, even if Cortez had used it himself. Everything sounded so negative, so archaic. Maybe the terms were archaic because there was no need for such a designation at all. If a child is conceived during an extramarital affair, the burden for any questionable judgment rests with the parents, not the child. In the twenty-first century, we should be enlightened enough to realize that. Yet, by the way Leah had brought it up, such a casually tossed barb, I knew it wasn't something the rest of the Cabal world let Cortez forget.
'Not much in there,' he said, looking over my shoulder. 'If the eggs are still good, I could make an omelet. Yes, I know I made that yesterday, but my repertoire is exceedingly limited. It's that or, possibly, a hard-boiled egg, though I have been known to boil them into golf balls.'
'You've done enough. I've got breakfast. Eggs, pancakes, or French toast?' I glanced at the bread, the edges blooming a lovely shade of periwinkle. 'Forget the French toast.'
'Whatever is easiest.'
'Pancakes,' Savannah said as she swung into the kitchen.
'You set the table, then, and I'll cook.'
Chapter 40
BY THE TIME BREAKFAST-OR SHOULD I SAY BRUNCH-ended, it was past noon. Cortez insisted on cleaning up and also insisted on Savannah's help. I took my mug of coffee and was heading into the living room when the phone rang. Cortez checked the call display.
'Victoria Alden,' he said. 'Shall we let the machine pick up?'
'No, I'll get it. After the last few days, Victoria is one problem I can handle.'
'Hello, Victoria,' I said as I picked up the phone.
Silence.
'Call display, remember?' I said. 'Great invention.'
'You sound very cheerful this morning, Paige.'
'I am. The crowd's gone. The media has stopped calling. Things are definitely looking up.'
'So stealing Margaret's car and leading the police through a cemetery last night are things you would consider to be an improvement in your current situation?'
'Oh, that was nothing. We were very careful, Victoria. The police won't know it was me. They haven't even called.'
'I'm phoning concerning the future of one of our Coven members.'
I paused, then winced, my euphoria fading. 'Oh, geez.
It's Kylie, isn't it? She's decided not to stay with the Coven. Look, I've been talking to her and I'll speak to her again when all this is over.'
'This isn't about Kylie. It's about you.'
'Me?'
'After hearing of your latest escapade, we called an emergency Coven meeting this morning. You've been banished from the Coven, Paige.'
