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“My mother is unusual”

So was she Unusual and unique in a way he’d never allowed himself to notice before Never allowed himself to appreciate before

Now that he wasn’t looking at her with his preconceived notion that all psychics were frauds, he could see an individual person with feelings and eined And he was shocked to realize all the feelings swirling around in his head and heart right now had nothing to do anting her so bad he was still semi-hard

Desire still simmered on the back burner—it always had with her—but noas finally getting a glimpse of the woenuinely liked her The more time he spent with her, the more he wanted to spend with her so he could learn as much as possible

“How did your mother help you start your shop?” he asked

“She didn’t directly help—that would involve being inwho I ay that flows aroundwith my abilities led me here”

A couple of weeks ago, those words would’ve sounded so hokey They still sounded odd, but he no longer felt the need to cut her off at the knees because of his self-righteous anger over her belief

“Is your mother a psychic, too?”

She set her fork down and wiped herher napkin on her e it aside “Honestly, I don’t know for sure She’s one of the few people I can’t read”

The last time she’d said that had been about him He’d assumed it was an excuse because she was afraid he’d be able to spot her scaht because she was drunk But now he recalled her saying the saht, too

So, did that h?

Whichever it was, being in the sa mother she despised turned his storoup Noanted out

Done with his meal, Loyal took his plate and hers and rose to toss thee “Have you ever asked her?”

He caught her shrug when he turned back to the table

“Well, she acts like she is, so I’ve always assumed so”