How To Fake It With A Fae by Amy Boyles EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Amy Boyles
- Language: English
- Genre: Witch Romances
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Here’s the thing—when every guy you’ve dated dumps you for a
witch who can summon a flock of doves with the snap of her
fingers, as opposed to yourself, who can’t even conjure one
mosquito in the middle of a swamp, you tend to get a little guy shy.
However, when you’ve been dating someone for six months and he
suddenly asks you to dinner at the best restaurant in all of Nashville to talk
about something important—completely out of the blue, I might add—it’s
absolutely logical to think said guy is about to pop the question.
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Isn’t it?
You don’t have to answer because I know it’s true.
So that’s why I’m currently shrugging on my coat and pointing myself
toward the exit of Bookworm, the store where I work.
I love books.
But we’ll get to that.
“Addie, there you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
My spine snaps to attention at the familiar voice of Mr. Roberts, one of
our store regulars. I turn slowly, my gaze dragging from the door that I
really want to be launching myself through to the elderly man.
His thin gray hair is coiled on his head as if he’s just run his hands
through it in an attempt to create the world’s worst mohawk. His eyebrows
match in color, and they wing upward, as do the hairs jutting from his ears,
which are so long that they’re currently waving at me.
Even though Mr. Roberts has hair hygiene that makes me cringe, he’s a
sweet old man.
He runs a plump hand down his tweed vest. “Addie, I just wanted to
thank you for that last book recommendation. I loved Remains of the Day.
Really spot on. Whenever I need a good read, I know who to ask.”
I thumb the buttons of my coat into their holes, trying to be quick as to
subtly hint that I’m in a hurry. “That’s very kind of you, Mr. Roberts. My
pleasure. After all, it’s what I do, recommend books.”
He pumps his brows. “Are you sure that you didn’t inherit any of the
magic in your family? Because I’d swear that it’s magical the way you can
always point me toward my next perfect read,” he adds with a chuckle.
I wince at the mention of my family, but he doesn’t notice. In my world,
magic is out in the open—all the supernaturals are. There’s no need to hide
that we’re different anymore, unlike the old days.
I smile. “My particular talent has nothing to do with magic and more to
do with knowing a person’s taste.”
He stares at me a moment, drinking in the smart black coat and the
peeking hem of my dress. The plum-colored dress is soft and clingy, but I
butchered the tag when I cut it out, (missing half because I was in a rush),
so it’s irritatingly itchy against my back.
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