Free Half Past the Witching Hour (Paranormal Personnel Saga #3) by Joanna Mazurkiewicz

sweetie. It’s been such a long time,’ Christina sang, embracing me in a tight hug as soon as I walked in.
    ‘Hey, Chris, great to see you. How are you?’
    ‘Fab,’ replied, Ella’s co-worker. ‘But you made me very angry. Nothing came out of your promises to introduce me to some hot guys. I’ve been single for ages.’
    ‘Uhm, I’ll sort something out, but right now I’m looking for Ella. Is she around?’ I asked, not ready for a chat about Christina’s love life. This girl never knew how to stop.
    ‘You just missed her, darling. She left five minuets ago,’ Christina stated, brushing her hair. Chris often went out with Ella. They were friends, but I didn’t want to ask about Ella, just in case Chris thought that we had a fight.
    ‘Okay, that’s unfortunate. Do you know if she changed her number recently?’
    Christina frowned, admiring her own reflection in the mirror.
    ‘I don’t think so. She has been off lately, stressed and quiet, not like her usual self.’
    Surprise, surprise.
    ‘ It’s probably nothing. Don’t worry. I’ll pop into her house to see how she is,’ I said. ‘Thank you, Chris.’
    ‘Yeah, don’t mention it. Just remember to set me up with someone.’
    I smiled, assuring her that I would. When I left I was more worried than relieved. Ella had come to the hospital to straighten things between us after I was held hostage by McGregor. I’d thought that we were fine. I didn’t think that it would take her six long months to come around. Since our conversation in the hospital we had seen each other only a few times, always very briefly. Ella didn’t come around like she used to and I accepted it, although I missed her. Magic broke us apart, but I was prepared to fight for her friendship.
    I decided to hurry back to the tube station, knowing that Ella was heading home. The streets were packed with people who were rushing home. It was pick time. When I glanced at my watch I realised that my train was leaving in a few minutes, and it was probably going to be packed. I sprinted across the street, avoiding people. I was so determined to reach the station in record time that I lost my concentration for a brief moment and crashed into another person. My bag flew over to the pavement and all my office paperwork started flying around the busy street. I caught what I could, but some of the papers were blown away by the wind. Cursing under my breath, I started putting everything back, wondering how much Rufus was going to be pissed if I told him that I’d lost some of the temp contracts.
    ‘I thought you needed a little help, so I got your paperwork back,’ said the voice that nearly crashed me back to the ground. I shot straight to my feet, alarmed, pumped with new energy. People were passing by, staring, and I was standing face-to-face with Nathaniel. There were maybe a dozen chances in this world for us to bump into each other in London, and tonight fate obviously wanted to slap me.
    I hated the bitch; again she is on his side!
    ‘I don’t need your help!’ I hissed, taking my paperwork away and shoving it back into my bag. I was in East London, miles away from his luxurious apartment. He had no business being here, looking sexy in his expensive suit, causing even more disturbance in my world. I just had to walk away, but he stood so close, overwhelming me with his delicious scent that screamed of sex. My problems with breathing returned, along with smoldering magic that beamed out of me with the unsteady rhythm of my heart.
    ‘Julia, let me call Roberto, he can give—’
    ‘No. Haven’t you heard what I said? I don’t need your help,’ I said, furious. Last time I saw him I couldn’t even form a word, but now we were alone, without his perfect fiancée, so I didn’t need to behave.
    Nathaniel’s eyes glittered, irritation showing for a moment as he hovered them over my lips for a brief second. I tried not to care that my heart was doing a happy dance in my chest, or that