Chapter 1: MisbehaviorLeah knew she wasn’t supposed to go through Emma’s things, but she couldn’t resist the temptation. After all, it wasn’t every day you found out that your girlfriend was an actual witch. Magic, flying brooms, everything!
How could she not be curious?
“I’ll just look. No touching!”
She’d really meant to hold herself to that. She really, really did, but the longer she looked around the closet that Emma had reserved for her “witchy stuff” after moving in, the harder it was to resist.
The long black robes were so soft, she’d just had to let the fabric spill through her hands. The broom’s well-oiled handle had thrilled her, and it seemed to hum with mutual excitement as she ran her fingers over it!
She didn’t touch Emma’s wand or spell books—that seemed like a really b
