“Maaaaagic,” Summer said, waggling her fingers at him. “The same way I knew all that stuff about you the other day.”
“Mhmm, so you’re like a witch or something, right?” he asked with a laugh as he copied her movements.
Her heart jolted as he came entirely too close to the truth for comfort. “Something like that,” she admitted, with a sideways smile meant to imply that she was joking.