Drake Sisters 04 - Dangerous Tides

They're at the hospital with Jonas. Hannah needed to rest, so she's here." She smiled up again, batting her lashes a bit. "She really doesn't use a cauldron—much."

    "I wasn't thinking of actually spending time with them. Just more like nodding to them as I picked you up and dropped you off." Ty reluctantly followed her up the steps to the porch. "I'm not the easiest person in the world to be around." He stopped her before she could pull open the door, wrapping his arms around her, dreading going into the house.

    "Who told you that?" Libby looked up at him, her voice edged with anger. She might think it, but she didn't want anyone else telling him that.

    "Sam." He bent his head toward hers, dropping his tone to a husky whisper. "I love that about you, Libby. I've seen you get that fierce, protective look on your face over your sisters. You don't need to protect me, but you have no idea how much I appreciate the fact that you'd want to."

    Libby's heart turned over. She was leading him like a lamb to the slaughter, which he absolutely deserved, but now he had to go and say something so sweet and make her feel guilty. "Sam doesn't always know what he's talking about, Ty."

    "I don't know about that, Libby. He's one of the few people in Sea Haven who shares my opinion of your family's whole hocus-pocus thing. It seems to me that that makes him a lot more insightful than most people around here."

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    Libby narrowed her eyes. "Oh, really ?"

    Tyson nodded, his expression utterly sincere. "Yes. You see, I've been thinking about this a lot. You're too close to your family to see the truth. You're too emotionally involved to think logically about them."

    "I see." Libby reached behind and pushed open the door. "Come on in, Ty, I think it's time you face a little realism yourself."

    Libby could see Elle kneeling by the fireplace as they entered. "Elle. Tyson says he doesn't believe in our magic. He thinks you've all brainwashed me into believing things that don't exist."

    Elle sat back on her knees and shot Tyson a long speculative look. "Oh? Really? “What do you want to do ? Elle asked immediately. She was such a strong telepath that her sisters could speak to her without much effort.

    He doesn't believe in magic. I think he needs to see the Drake family as we really are and not how he imagines us to be.

    Yikes. Are you sure? Elle started laughing. He might have nightmares for the rest of his life .

    Absolutely. If I don't, I'll never be able to live with myself. Is Hannah in bed?

    Libby tugged Tyson into the entryway and shut the door so that he was trapped inside. "Come in and sit down."

    "Hannah," Elle raised her voice. "We have company. Glad you stopped by, Tyson," she added and waved her hand toward him. "Take a seat."

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    nearly pitched out of the seat.

    "Ha. Ha. Very funny. I'll bet that does wonders to convince the locals, doesn't it." He felt along the sides of the chair for a runner. Libby wasn't at all happy about the things he'd said. He should have known. She was loyal to a fault and loved her sisters. Ty shook his head. "I guess I deserved that. Are you going to tell me how you did it?"

    "I thought I'd let you figure it out," Libby said and sank onto the floor opposite him. "Would you care for tea or coffee?"

    "You always drink tea."

    She waved a graceful hand toward the kitchen. "I think something soothing for me." At once the kettle whistled.

    He sat back. If Libby wanted to put on a show for him, fine. It wouldn't take him long to figure out her methods and prove his point. "Anything you're having is fine."

    Hannah walked into the living room and smiled at him. She looked tired and almost as pale as Libby.
    "Hi, Tyson. I'm glad you've decided to join us." She sat on the floor beside Elle. "Do you like cookies?
    I'm just baking them now so they'll be fresh out of the oven."

    Joley hurried in. "I heard we were having a party. I'm Joley."

    Up close she looked even more beautiful than in the magazines or on the cover of her CDs. Tyson thought he might be a little overwhelmed when he met her as she was one of his favorite singers, but the