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Moonlight and Merlot

June 1, 2010

The continuing saga of the lives, loves and heartbreaks of the residents of Dion Valley, CA.

As with all the best things in life, this is for adults only.


Nick was just tying on his apron when Lela walked though the door. He smiled at her and gestured for her to take a seat at the counter.

This was surprise. Lela never came to the Diner. Obviously, she wanted something. Only Nick had no idea what it could be. And he didn’t like that one bit.

He watched her cross the room, her gliding walk at odds with the sharp, purposeful swing of her hips. She was an attractive woman for sure, with a darkness about her that spoke of power, self-possession and secrets. He wondered if she knew just how powerful a witch she was. Looking into those cat-green eyes of hers, he thought that she did. Which made her either a great ally or a dangerous enemy.

“What’s going on, Lela?” he asked, leaning against the counter as she sat down.

“Nick,” she purred, her red lips curling in a seductive smile. “It’s so good to see you.”

“Huh-uh,” he said, rising his eyebrow at her. Lela was the last person on earth he would have expected to play the temptress thing. It was so not who she was. Now he really wondered what was going on. And how much he was not going to like whatever it was that was going to come out her mouth. “Is that why you’re here? To see me?”

“Of course I’m here to see you,” she said, trying for coltishness but not really achieving it. She let out a disgusted sigh and shook her head. “Look,” she said, resting her hands on the counter and leaning forward, “I need your help.”

He crossed his arms across his chest and waited for the pitch.

“At Solstice I want to perform the rites,” she said looking deep into his eyes. “I want to summon the god.”

Nick let out a harsh laugh. “You’re crazy. That’s a myth. There is no God of Wine, Caretaker of the Valley.” He shook his head. “Magic and curses and gods, it all stuff to keep the tourists coming here instead of Napa.”

“I am not crazy!” she said, slapping the counter. “It is real. Real, Nick. And I need your help to summon it.”

Nick studied her, the intensity in her green eyes, the determination in every line of her body. Whether it was real or not, she believed it was. And she was obviously determined to do this. He liked Lela. He didn’t want to do this, but he didn’t want her to do it alone either. “Who else have you asked?”

She bit her lower lip. “Zach… and Phoebe.”

“Oh, hell no,” he said. “I’m not doing anything that involves that little bitch.”

“Come on, Nick,” she said, taking his hand. “Please? For me? I’d owe you big time.”

“You bet you would,” he said.

[Until next Tuesday…]

4 Comments leave one →
  1. June 1, 2010 4:59 pm

    I know I said this last week, but…..Can’t wait for next week. You sure know where to stop to keep a person hanging! =)

  2. June 2, 2010 8:57 am

    I think he likes her – really ;D

  3. Noelle Pierce permalink
    June 2, 2010 10:18 pm

    This is my first time here, so I’m going to have to read the backlog, but I liked this! I thought you set up the scene well and I could visualize the characters (well, I may find out my visualizations are wrong, later, but…*shrug*). Well done! 😀


    • June 3, 2010 1:40 pm

      Thanks so much for stopping by to check it out. I really appreciate your comments!

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