They sat in the small living room area at the Airbnb, which Ava had had the foresight to keep past the time they’d planned to depart…just in case. Now Gabriel could only be glad for her prudence, since it seemed obvious they wouldn’t be leaving New Orleans this afternoon.
“I saw inside all of Nicky’s spell books,” Celeste said, then drank from the glass of ice water Ava had given her.
“He let you read them?” Ava asked, her tone a mixture of curiosity and disbelief. From the quick sideways glance she sent him, Gabriel guessed she wasn’t quite sure what to make of the Dubois witch’s latest revelation. For himself, he wasn’t quite as surprised; men did strange things when under the influence of a beautiful woman.
A shrug from Celeste, one that sent a shining lock of warm gold hair slipping
