Chapter Twelve
DIMITRI SPOTTED THE cantankerous Maureen sitting at the counter when he walked into Gracie’s Diner and decided to give the woman another chance. “Good morning,” he said as he slid onto a barstool beside the redhead. Taking a deep breath in through his nose, he could smell the magic on the woman this time around and smiled at himself for being right. “How’s setting up house going?” With Adira checking out buildings for Winnie to use for her witch store, he had decided to grab some breakfast at the diner before joining Lainie in the door-to-door check-in on the residents of Bull Creek.
She glanced over at him, as she held her cup of coffee with both hands in front of her face. She wore her long, dark red hair pulled back in a tight ponytail, giving her narrow face a tighter
