Cursed In Love (The Adams' Witch Book 2) Read Free Page A

support. Trav and I were never close, but it’s been about a year since we’ve spoken at all. There was…it doesn’t matter. A thing happened and we haven’t spoken. Maybe you can be a bit of a barrier for us?”
    Joy. It couldn’t get any more awkward.
    Ten minutes later, Jennie and I walked into Abigail’s Diner. So not my choice. With the whole brother waltzing into town thing, Jennie must’ve forgotten this place was off-limits. There was a very real possibility of seeing Drake and Marlene considering she still waited tables here.
    Jennie stepped into the restaurant first. I followed her trying to pretend I wasn’t searching the diner for Drake. A popular after school hangout, about half the kids at school were sitting down at the booths and tables and most eyed us like we had the plague. I never got that much attention. The school rumor mill must’ve been churning already.
    Jennie marched all the way to the back, ignoring all the stares. I’d come to admire her for that. The complete lack of caring. Or maybe it was just all the self-assurance. Whatever it was, I didn’t have it. I followed behind like a lost puppy. I didn’t know she had a brother let alone what he looked like so I was completely useless in finding him. And that was besides the fact I was too busy searching for Drake anyway.
    Jennie slid into the last booth and I sat next to her without looking. Heads had swiveled to follow us where we now sat. It reminded me of when the whole town had been under Mother Shipton’s spell. I hated being the center of attention in Adams. No good ever came of it.
    “Well, that was rude.”
    I glanced up and reeled back slightly before recovering myself. A pair of the most piercing green eyes stared back at me. Dark black hair framed an angular face filled with shadows. While I watched, thin lips turned up in the corners in a casual yet mocking smile.
    The boy was scary beautiful. Or beautifully scary. I wasn’t sure which.
    “Shut up,” Jennie said, bringing me out of my study of him. “She’s had a rough couple weeks.”
    He sat back and glanced at his sister before returning to me. “I’m just sayin’. It’s not every day you get completely snubbed.”
    “You mean it’s not every day you get completely snubbed. Shit like that happens all the time to regular people.”
    Travis smirked. “Really, little sister? We’re starting the swearing already?”
    She shrugged and mimicked his small smile. The attitude alone would link these two together as family. “Just tell me why you’re here. Why’d you want to meet up with me?”
    Travis ignored her. Green eyes the color of rough Caribbean seas looked me over. “I’m Travis, Jennie’s brother. I’m sure she’s told you all about me.”
    I looked between the two of them. This was going to be awkward. “Actually, I only found out you existed a quarter of an hour ago.”
    “Ouch.” He grimaced. “That hurts.”
    I doubted it hurt at all. Travis and Jennie must have gotten their self-satisfaction from a family member who wasn’t their parents. Mr. and Mrs. Shaw were down-to-earth, nothing like the two I sat at the booth with.
    “Since you’re in the dark and I love talking about me, I’ll tell you everything.”
    “Spare us,” Jennie interrupted. “Can you be serious for once? Sarah and I have other things to do.”
    Travis’s face turned hard. “So I’ve heard. I’m sorry about your aunt’s death, Sarah.”
    Throat thick with emotion, I swallowed hard and nodded. Jennie rolled her eyes. “You haven’t heard everything then. Her aunt—”
    “Yes, her aunt was actually an evil witch bitch. Got it. I’m in the know, too, sister. But, that doesn’t mean her aunt was always that way.”
    I cleared my throat. Half to stop them from arguing and half to give me a chance to think of something to say. In the end, I went with something simple. “Thank you.”
    And just like that…his demeanor morphed back to sarcastic sexy. “Listen,