Page 30 of Bewitched By the Headless Horseman (The Bewitching Hour #1)

“That was an interesting turn of events,” Stevie said to Lucia as they drove back home after their meeting.

Adelia couldn’t do anything to get Levi’s magic out of her any faster, nor was Kit’s hair any good to her.

One thing was for sure though—reattaching Kit’s head wouldn’t bring hungry demons to Sleepy Hollow.

However, Levi playing with Kit’s head at the gate could.

“And congrats to you, Soon-to-be Crowned Witch.”

“Reese was acting strange at the bonfire since I was standing right beside you,” Kit mumbled from the backseat.

“It makes sense now.” Stevie recalled the bonfire, the way he’d said paranormal . How he’d sent her a picture of a house with pumpkins, hinting that he knew the Headless Horseman had been around her.

“What makes sense?” Lucia asked.

“When I saw Reese at the bonfire he seemed different. I thought it had something to do with you since I’d told him I was busy helping you until after the Eye.

But now I know it’s because he’s seen the Headless Horseman with me.

He was in my house with him. He could see him all this time.

Not once did his gaze ever drift in Kit’s or Roxy’s direction though. ..”

“He could’ve been waiting for you to tell him?” Lucia guessed.

“Or he could’ve been trained,” Kit said between what had to be a clenched jaw.

“As Kit just said, being trained would be a possibility since Levi could’ve talked to him.

” Stevie sighed and glanced at her phone, hoping a text was there.

She’d messaged Reese from Adelia’s, asking him if he could come over tomorrow to discuss the comic books.

Kit had wanted to pay Reese a visit right then, but bot h Adelia and Lucia had agreed that he shouldn’t go alone, not after Inferno went missing.

All they needed was for Stevie to bring Reese to Adelia’s.

Lucia turned down a narrow street, the lampposts barely providing any light at all, the fog and darkness holding the town of Sleepy Hollow in its clutches. “Nothing from him yet?”

“Zilch.” After she’d practically blown him off, it was expected.

But still. He was the one who’d also mentioned getting Gideon comics.

She couldn’t really be mad that Reese hadn’t told her he was a seer because she hadn’t confided in him either.

While on their couple of lukewarm dates, there wasn’t a reason to anyway.

All she could think about was the date when Kit had talked about him right inside her house, and not once had there been a change in Reese’s expression.

Could he have known Kit had already been there before? He had to have.

After they went by Reese’s street, finding his car gone, Lucia drove them home. She gave Stevie a tight hug on the porch. “Just stay safe, and remember, I’m only a door away.”

Kit slipped into the house just as Gideon opened the other door. “I stayed on alert the whole time,” he said to Lucia, waggling his brows.

“At least wait until I get inside, Gideon!” Stevie groaned just as the bolt unlocked for her.

“That’s my cue. Goodnight!” She shut the door behind her and gave Roxy a pet with her eyes closed in the kitchen.

Stevie then sank onto a chair at the table, where Kit had poured her a glass of milk. “You’re the best.”

“I could hear those words for eternity from your lips.”

Stevie smiled, her cheeks heating as she checked her phone again, then searched Reese’s name. It was the same as before, things to do with the convention he ran. Even his social media didn’t have much about him, only pictures of comic books and action figures.

They only had a week left before the second Eye opened!

Clomp. Clomp. Clomp . Kit’s heavy boots thumped against the tile, and she looked up from her phone. “You’re going to break a hole in the floor if you continue stomping against it.”

His pacing halted in front of her. “I should go to his house tonight. I need to do more.”

Stevie drank the last of her milk. “You heard Adelia. If Levi is lurking about he could do something to you. Once Reese is with the Crowned Witch, then we ask the questions we need to.”

“Levi could’ve already done something to me if he wanted to. For centuries. As for Reese, I don’t want you around that ass again.”

“Aww, jealous?” she drawled.

One of his hands came down on the table, the other on the back of her chair, and she sucked in a breath at his nearness. “This is a serious matter,” he said.

“And I’m serious.” Stevie’s gaze lifted to where Kit’s head was missing.

Her blood could bring him to life if he got his head back.

And what after? Ride off into the Sleepy Hollow sunset?

Too far ahead, Stevie . Because, at the moment, Kit had a real chance of not surviving past the new moon, and if the Hollow opened, the town could be run by demons that would shift into anyone’s worst nightmare.

“I don’t trust him,” Kit growled. “We need to search his home.”

Stevie inched closer to him, half forgetting what it would feel like to touch his real face. “Trust my plan. If he doesn’t text back tonight, we’ll go by his house first thing in the morning. If he’s there, I’ll drag him to Adelia’s, and if he’s not, then you can search the house.”

Kit’s fingers flexed and unflexed at his sides as he returned to pacing. But at least he didn’t argue.

Stevie pulled out the chair beside her and patted the seat. “Come here.”

He stopped, and she knew down to her marrow that he was giving her an incredulous look.

“I won’t bite,” Stevie said. “At least not like a vampire can.”

Kit folded his arms and sat in the chair, his shoulders still rigid.

“Close your eyes,” Stevie instructed at the same time she shut hers.

Her hand brushed the hard muscle of his bicep and she stood from her chair.

“Just lean forward. You need to release some stress—my floor can’t take much more.

You don’t want me to not get my deposit back from the owner when I move, do you? All because you couldn’t stand still.”

Kit scoffed, and Stevie cupped her hands over both his shoulders. She dug her thumbs into his back muscles, then started to massage. A deep groan barreled up his throat as she continued to work his muscles, his body relaxing beneath her fingertips.

She bent toward his ear, while gliding her digits down to his biceps, and whispered, “Better?”

“Distract me further. If I have to be torn apart in the Hollow, I want something worthy of remembering.” Kit’s hand gently circled her wrist, guiding her toward him, and Roxy’s paws fell against the floor as the fox left them alone.

It was a request that Stevie needed too. “Positive vibes tonight only,” she said and tucked away the little horrors that could come. Stevie then trailed her fingers across his jawline. “So you want more than the massage package then?”

“Mm-hmm,” Kit groaned, pulling her into his lap so that her legs straddled his thighs, his hands sliding to her hips. “Kiss me.”

“I guess I can do that.” Stevie smiled when her lips pressed to his, kissing him softly, and then like a tornado of wild bat wings, tension within her combusted once he brought her closer to him.

As she deepened the kiss, his hands cupped her backside, and a heat licked between her thighs, making her gasp.

“Do you enjoy my touch?” he rasped.

“I think the massage package is about to become mine.” Stevie’s voice came out throaty, and Kit’s forehead kissed hers.

She wanted so badly to feel his hot breath mingling with hers, feel the thump of his heartbeat against her palm, the rise and fall of his chest as her head lay on top of it.

But for now, their skin colliding would have to be enough.

Kit stood from the chair, holding her by the waist. A small squeak slipped out of her, but she didn’t dare open her eyes.

“Keep them closed.” He chuckled while cradling her. “I can’t catch you if you fall, Pumpkin.”

Stevie laughed, her arms around his neck. “Yes, Your Headlessness.”

And then his lips were on hers again, his touch driving her crazy.

His tongue flicked hers, both tender and dominant as he carried her to the couch.

He rested her against the cushions, his strong body coming down on hers.

Stevie’s legs parted for him, and she clasped his hips, urging him to move against her.

“I’m straining to continue being a gentleman,” he said gravelly.

She combed her fingers through his hair and gripped it. “You’ll still be one if you make my toes curl first.”

A deep laugh escaped him, and he smiled against her lips. “That I can easily do.”

Kit lifted her dress, and she then remembered what she was wearing.

“Don’t open your eyes, but wait! This is a rented dress!

” Stevie shouted. She unbuttoned the gown, not even wanting to think about paying full price for it.

Kit leaned back as she tugged the fabric over her head and tossed it on what she hoped was the coffee table.

“There! Now we resume.” She lay back down in just her bra and panties while bringing Kit with her, his lips returning to hers, ravenous.

His cool hand skimmed down her stomach and slipped into her panties.

She moaned as he dipped two digits inside her heat, his palm hitting and rubbing her core just right.

So fantastically. His rhythmic motions continued, her breath increasing.

She gripped his hair harder when she couldn’t hold back, her body quaking, and came from his addicting movements.

“Now, I’ll be a proper lady and return the favor,” Stevie sang, her fingers fumbling for the button of his pants.

Finally, she found the stupid thing and unfastened it to free his hard length.

He growled when she grasped him, a deep groan rumbling up his throat as her thumb circled his tip.

She pumped him in the way he seemed to like, gliding up and down his velvety skin, until a low and hypnotic sound escaped him.

Stevie hadn’t meant to open her eyes so soon, but when she did, he dropped through her, both laying within one another, her catching her breath and him relaxing before he pushed himself up above her.

“Pleasure and go. I see how it is,” he said, a smile in his voice, and she wished there was a spell for her to see that smile.

“A massage session only lasts so long.” She bit her lip, unable to contain the flying feeling soaring through her.

Stevie turned her car down Reese’s street since he never messaged her back. She looked toward his house, and his car was missing from action. Her eyes met the camera hanging just above the door, and she groaned. “New plan. Hang on.”

She pulled farther down the street and parked along a curb. “There are cameras outside his house, and who knows what’s inside, so I don’t think it’s best if I go with you. But I don’t want you to be spotted either if he has a mystery sidekick or something worse lingering around.”

“It’s worth the risk,” Kit said.

“All right then, here’s what’s going to happen,” Stevie started.

“If you find your head, Inferno, or something else important, come and tell me, then you can unlock the door and I’ll help.

Who cares about the cameras at that point.

Afterward, we’ll still have to find Reese though since he’s a male seer.

If we’re wrong about our hunch, he needs to be kept away from Levi until both Eyes close. ”

“If for some reason I don’t return, don’t follow me in. Get one of the witches.”

“Fine,” Stevie lied. She would message Lucia, then go break inside the house, regardless if dark magic was potentially frolicking about.

Kit stepped through the car and ran toward Reese’s house. She turned up the song to keep her heart from palpitating too much, crossing her fingers that he’d find his head in there, even if it meant Reese was a dirty little helper.

She texted Gideon to see if Reese had messaged her brother back. Gideon had contacted him that morning to ask about the comics for his shop.

Negative here.

With a sigh, Stevie set her phone down and kept her eyes trained on Reese’s house.

The night before barreled through her skull, how she and the Headless Horseman, of all people, had gotten each other off.

And her greedy self wanted to do it again even with everything going on.

“Not if he doesn’t come back out first!”

As she was about to rip off her seatbelt and make way for Reese’s house, Kit finally slipped out into the front yard.

“I couldn’t find my head,” he said after settling into the passenger seat, his shoulders stiffened. “Nor Inferno, or anything else of importance. It doesn’t mean my head isn’t there or buried elsewhere with a masking spell on it though.”

She bit her lip. “There could be a third option. Let’s say Reese is helping Levi, but he doesn’t know the warlock is ‘evil’ or whatever.”

“It’s possible,” Kit said. “I wouldn’t put anything past Levi.”

Stevie started down the street, keeping her eye out for anything suspicious.

“I’ll have Lucia get back with Adelia and tell her Reese is missing if he isn’t at his work.

If we fail, there isn’t a long lifeline to extend or an extra life to pluck out of the sky for you.

And cauldron’s teeth, I sure don’t want to find out what the town will look like if the Hollow opens. ”