Arriving at the coven, I was just as amazed at the size as I was the night before. I was just as dauting even without the added effects of the night. Except this time, I could appreciate the sandstone walls and stained-glass windows as the sun beamed down on a window. I briefly wondered if the colours would cascade inside like a rainbow, before Carter’s shoulder brushed lightly against mine drawing my attention.
He was tall but not in a gangly way, with well-defined muscles spilling from his rolled-up shirt sleeves. His light sandy brown hair framed his deep blue eyes and chiseled jaw. Light stubble coated his jaw making him look more man than boy and I wondered what it might be like to feel that roughness against my own soft delicate skin.
“Save it for the bedroom,” Carter joked, and I
