Twice Bitten (Love, Lust & Magic #1)

Griff

You ever feel like time is frozen?

The bright lights illuminating the stage of Witch’s Brew dimmed to the beat as the lull of the bass and a smooth, crisp singing voice entranced the audience. The band was playing their next song and could barely take a minute to breathe.

I mean, like you’re in some kind of movie, or TV show, or even a book. Like that, but instead you’re fully aware.

found himself deep in thought as he watched the raw emotion and uncharacteristic vulnerability on Uriah’s face.

And in that moment, you can’t help but find yourself completely intrigued. Almost—almost enamored.

Out of all of those packed into the tavern, Uriah turned his attention to . Their eyes met. For the first time, it felt as though all shields were down. Uriah unabashedly gave him all of his attention.

That’s when the bad boy demeanor melts away. When you feel like something bigger than you—bigger than him—is pulling you together. It’s big, it’s supernatural, it’s—well, it’s kind of scary. But good scary, right?

With a wink, Uriah pulled the mic from its stand and spun around as he continued his song. His concentration seemed to shift just ever so slightly to ’s right.

And it’s not just him making you feel some kind of way. It’s the cool guy. The quiet and guarded ladies’ man. The one you never expected to look your way twice.

Following Uriah’s line of sight, shifted his body and turned his head. Pruitt seemed just as entranced by the melody and its maker. However, he broke off his gaze as soon as caught his attention. As he shifted in place, Pruitt’s muscular arm brushed against his booth mate’s shoulder. He made a surprised face as he accidentally placed his hand on ’s. A sheepish smile crossed his lips as he retracted it.

There’s something about him that’s just as endearing, just as magnetic, thought . Something about both of them. You can’t quite put your finger on it, but that’s okay. You’ll find out before the credits roll, before the season finale, before the words “the end.” At least, well, I think.