CHAPTER SIXTEEN
THE COLD DAMPNESS of the dew-covered ground sent chills up Kelly’s bare legs and tickled her ass cheeks. The sun was barely peeking over the trees that surrounded Amber’s backyard, the morning light filtering through the thick branches and autumn leaves. The morning air, chill and moist, stroked her flesh with invisible fingers, calling the goosebumps to the surface. She was freezing. Even the coffee she had downed on her way to Amber’s was not enough to warm Kelly as she sat, crossed legged and nude, in the witch’s backyard, rocking back and forth as she tried to focus on the task ahead.
She had been right. Her talk with Derek the night before had totally screwed up her concentration during the night’s exercises. She had also been right in the fact that Amber was not ple
