Free Accidental Leigh by Melanie James

we were all invited to. The party featured two male strippers and since it was being held in someone’s house, there were absolutely no rules.
    We all had our hands on the goods that night! Well, we almost had our hands on the goods. I was busily stuffing one dollar bills into this stripper’s skimpy little G-string. Kelly came over and pulled his cock out and tried to stick it in my face. Sorry, but I really don’t have any interest in a cock that makes a living by sticking it in every horny woman or maybe horny guy, in the city. Sorry, but that’s just not my cup of tea. I’m all for having a fun time with the girls, but I have to draw the line at public sex acts with strangers.
    The bride to be was the worst. She actually gave an oral performance … in front of all of us. Somebody recorded it on their phone, which was a complete breech of etiquette and probably blackmail material for later in life.
    I was pretty sure Lindsey was about to reenact the same scene with the young roofer tonight. I really had to wonder what the hell had gotten into them. I knew, I had nothing to do with that. No, I think that was just two young, single, and very drunk women surrounded by shirtless studs. And hormones, let’s not forget about those little bastards. Lindsey attended an all-female Catholic school and college when she was growing up. I know first-hand that she looks for any opportunity to make up for what could have been massive amounts of juvenile delinquent behavior, with a side of wild girl syndrome. Not everything in life is sprinkled with magic, stupidity frequently and easily trumps witchcraft.
    Hunter stopped the truck in front of my place. I thanked him once more for the lift. The guy was just too nice. It was killing me! He’s everything I would expect to find in the best of my best book boyfriends. He asked me once more about getting together soon. How could I refuse?
    “Hey , Leigh, I just want you to know that tonight doesn’t count.”
    It took me a minute to comprehend what he meant. “Oh, I fully agree! I’m looking forward to spending time with someone other than my insane friends and psychotic cat.”
    “We better do it soon , though. I’ll be heading to the academy in less than four weeks. How about we get together on Thursday, if you’re free that is? I have the day off. I started shortening my work hours, so I can get more time to work out and do some studying for the academy. It’s a great opportunity and I really want to graduate as close to the top as I can.”
    “Thursday would be perfect . I’m completely free all day and evening, too. Just give me a call to let me know what time you want to get together and we’ll go from there.” Of course, I wasn’t free at all. I had a veterinarian appointment in the afternoon for Luna’s annual exam and a book club meeting in the evening. Neither of those were as important as the prospect of a potentially awesome date with a man that seemed to have a lot of book boyfriend qualities. If it would have been Carl on the other hand, I would have chosen to go to the book club meeting. It had become pretty stale lately, since one of the new members acted like a goddamn dominatrix with her pushy attitude and pleather skirts.
    I knew the next thing on my agenda was to find out how long the Chicago Police Academy course would be. Hopefully short and sweet. Wait, strike that. Something could go terribly wrong.

Chapter Nine
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    I had a couple of days before my expected date with Hunter. By now, I had almost given up on Vlad. Almost. I had already gone back and started reading the series from the first book. I missed the magic of a good story. I wasn’t quite ready to attempt a resurrection of Vlad, until I had honed my witchcraft. When I pondered the idea, I realized that perhaps I needed to learn more about witchcraft, if I expected to gain control of it. Another thing, I figured I had at least a few days left to change the outcome of my