Drake Sisters 03 - Oceans of Fire
their voices rose in harmonic accord, Hannah lit the last red candle so that seven flames burned around the sexy lace underwear.
Abigail briefly covered her face with her hands. “I don’t believe this. I really don’t believe this.” She glowered at her youngest sister. “I can understand the others—Hannah and Joley especially and even Aunt Carol—but Elle, you?”
Elle grinned, clearly unrepentant. “You don’t have to wear them, Abbey, but just in case, you have them.”
Hannah completed the ceremony by rolling a scroll containing the words and symbols of the chant around the red panties and sealing the scroll with a drop of wax from each of the red candles. “Here you go, Abbey,” she said brightly. “Just remember to be very careful when you wear them. Anything can happen.”
Abigail put her hands behind her back. “All of you are in so much trouble. I intend to retaliate. This is so wrong! How did you get my brand-new underwear when I hid them even from myself?”
Hannah shrugged. “They floated down the stairs right into the circle.”
Abigail scowled at Joley. “ You ! You treacherous witch. You did this with your spell singing. Those things”—she indicated Hannah’s outstretched hand—“are lethal especially since I’m going out with him tonight.”
Hannah dropped her arm to her side, retaining possession of the lace underwear. Laughter faded from her eyes. “What do you mean you’re going out with him? Him? Aleksandr? The rotter who made you cry? That him? The ceremony was for when you go on a date with someone else. Not for him .”
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“It isn’t exactly a date,” Abigail corrected her. “He needs me to go with him to the Caspar Inn.”
“Really? Dancing is; always fun.” Joley raised her eyebrow and glanced at Hannah. “I feel like a night out, what about you?”
“You can’t go,” Abigail said. “None of you. It might be dangerous. Joley, you were already shot at and forced to swim through an underwater cave.”
“I’m totally with Aunt Carol. Memories are great. I’m taking pictures of the cove and journaling the experience,” Joley said, winking at her aunt. “I told you I think scrap-booking is the best way to go.”
“I’m forbidding any of you to go to the Caspar Inn.”
“They do have great music there,” Sarah pointed out.
“You’re supposed to be helping me,” Abigail wailed. “What’s wrong with all of you? This could be really, really dangerous.”
“Which is exactly why we should be there,” Joley said. “Aleksandr the Great did not look after you properly so we’re going to make certain it gets done.”
“It’s not like we don’t go dancing at the inn all the time,” Kate added. “It’s normal for us to go. People expect it. Matt will probably suggest to his brother Danny to bring Trudy Garret. They’re engaged. I forgot to tell you all that. She’ll have to find a sitter for her little boy, Davy, but if I call now, she’ll be able to go.“
“The more the merrier,” Joley said. “What about you, Aunt Carol? Would some of the ladies in your Red Hat Club want to come?”
“That sounds lovely, dear. And I might ask Reginald as well,” Carol said.
“Reginald?” The Drake sisters exchanged puzzled looks.
“I believe you refer to him as old man Mars,” Carol said, a small bite in her voice.
The silence lengthened and grew. Candlelight flickered. The sisters looked to Sarah. She cleared her throat carefully. “Aunt Carol. Hon. You aren’t considering taking a romantic interest in old… er… Mr.
Mars, are you?”
“And why not? He’s quite dashing and in his youth he had a wonderful sense of humor. I saw him at his fruit stand and we chatted for an hour. He was quite charming and very happy to see me.”
“But Aunt Carol,” Kate protested.
“He was extremely interested in Creative Memories and made an appointment with me to host a workshop at his home. He’s inviting the ladies of the Red Hat Club and we’re going to make up several pages for their albums.”
“I didn’t know he had a home,” Joley said.
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a wonderful man and his home is lovely.”
“Are you telling us that old man Mars is going to invite a bunch of people into
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