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I watch on in delight as a group of young women gush over the magterns. They even take photos
to post on their social media. ording to them, an unexpected bonus of the unusual lighting is that
‘everyone looks prettier by firelight‘ and I have to say I sort of agree. The lights are bright enough to
show off a person’s features, but soft enough that they don’t draw attention to blemishes or bad dye
jobs. Any time someonemented on the new decor up at the bar, Harry would loudly dere that
this is just the beginning and that there are plenty more magical disys toe. I expected people to
be interested but I didn’t realise just how popr the magical decor would be. I mean, it’s basically just
rainbow fire. But apparently magic really is even less essible than I thought these days and even
this simple disy is enough to keep people captivated. Although I’m sure the draw will wear off
eventually. But that’s why I’m nning plenty of other magical decorations plus a few that I can rotate
out seasonally and for special events.
The entire shift goes really well and I’m practically bouncing with glee as I lock up. Even the kitchen
staff stopped to chat before heading out.They made sure toplement the new additions and to
encourage my efforts. I know not everyone will love this, eventually I’m
going to get pissed off Witches and grumpy morons who think that magic is evil or whatever who will
come by and cause trouble, but even that will eventually pass. I want this ce to feel magical, but also
comfortable and I want people to see that using magic can be normal. It isn’t something limited to
prissy Witches or the very wealthy, or at least it shouldn’t be. This is the exact speech I’m giving to
Harry as he walks me home, our fingers intertwined. He is nodding along, agreeing at the correct
intervals and being generally attentive. I’m pretty much on top of the world. My day has been just about
perfect. I DO kind of wish my family weren’t being so stubborn because I would love to show off my
most recent spell to them and -show my appreciation for some of the lessons they taught me over the
years. But unless they
decide to pull their heads out of their asses in the next few minutes I’ll just have to get along without it.
I’m fairly sure they would disapprove of the entire venture anyway which was part of the appeal before I
started but now I just kind of want them to be as proud of my aplishment as I am. We reach my
door and I don’t realise that I’ve fallen silent until Harry clears his throat, drawing me from my internal
dilemma. He’s hovering very close to me and is obviously aiming for another kiss but is unsure if he
should initiate one or not. I give him a half smile and lean in closer, resting my free hand against his
chest and tugging him. forwards with our joined hands. With permission essentially given, Harry wastes
no time in stooping down and kissing me until I’m dizzy. When he finally pulls back, it’s only the
smallest amount and he rests his chin on my head holding me in a tight hug.
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“Can Ie inside?” He murmurs into my hair and I sigh and force myself to step back.
“No.” I refuse in what I intend to be a firm response but ites out as almost wistful. I like Harry, I
really like him if I’m being honest. He’s practically everything I would want in a partner. But he is an
Incubus. They love a challenge, he might believe he loves me now, but if I sleep with him he will lose
interest. If I sleep with him he’s going to leave me and that will be the end of it. Pknow I can’t keep
things like this forever, but there’s no need to hurry. anything along. I can enjoy hispany and
attention for a little while longer. Harry doesn’t argue or object to my decision to turn him down and put
a little space between us, instead he just says good night and heads on his way. He’s going to have to
walk back to the bar and collect his car then drive home. I know he brought it today since he needed it
to collect thenterns. But he didn’t even suggest driving me home, choosing to drag things out and
walk. Since I really enjoy holding his hand I didn’t say anything. Still, after all that… I think I need a cold
shower, and maybe some chocte.
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The next week is both blissful and agonising. It’s blissful because I don’t think I’ve ever felt so
aplished and satisfied with my work. We make floating shot sses, menus that hand.
themselves out and any number of other magic themed decorations. I really wish that I could sell some
of my magical drinks, but I need a permit to sell anything magical and I need to be part of a coven to
get the permit. Still, I can’t help but daydream and plot out increasingly dramatic and impressive
magical drinks and cocktails that I can never sell, although that doesn’t stop me from making a few of
them anyway and Harry is always willing to test them
out for me. I’ve even drafted a menu of special drinks I will never get to serve. I could give them away
for free asionally, but that’s not really a great way to make money. Plus I need to be a little more
cautious with the magic I give people now that I’m publicly demonstrating spells. The MRO either are or
will be aware of the use of magic in my bar. I’m not breaking
y rules and technically giving away spells isn’t ill
but I should definitely avoid doing anything too sketchy. My week is blissful because I have breakfast or
lunch with Harry almost every day, either stopping somewhere on the way to work or ordering
something in while I’m working on the decorations and Harry does his own work. He takes any excuse
to kiss me and I continue to respond enthusiastically. The week is agony because every night Harry
walks me. home and asks if he cane in and every night I turn him down and kiss him goodnight
when all I want is to drag him into my home and make him minepletely. I’m fairly sure that
everyone believes that we are already sleeping together. I can’t me them. Harry is at fairly
demonstrative person and who WOULDN’T want to sleep with him? But I just can’t. Because as much
as I want him, I want to keep him more and this is the price I pay, although there is an impending sense
of dread with each day because I know I’m walking a fine line and it can’tst forever. Harry is patient,
more patient than I ever would have believed that
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he could be. But there is no way he’s going to be okay with this forever. Even now I’ve noticed
07 that it takes him a few momentster to let me go each night, a few seconds longer to leave. And
every night, I spend a few seconds longer watching him walk away before I head inside.
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