The Wrong Drink

Description

As a witch with a penchant for potions, Alastaire is in high demand. His latest order is for a potent love potion. His assistant, Feldman, is a bit simple but loyal and handy. That said, he gets… confused at times. This time, though, Alastaire has no idea what to do about it.

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EXCERPT:

“I said rose hips, not Rose Lips, you idiot!” Alastaire turned to the middle-aged woman who stood beside his moronic assistant. “I’m sorry, ma’am. My assistant tends to get a bit confused at times.”

The woman smacked the gum in her mouth and gave him a lascivious grin. “No problem, darlin’. Can I help you with anythin’ while I’m here?”

Alastaire noticed the gap between her two front teeth and swallowed the bile in his throat. “No, thank you,” he squeaked out, “but I’ll gladly pay you for the time you’ve wasted in following this dolt here.” He handed her a wad of bills and flinched when she made a point to slide her fingers along his as she took the money.

“Anytime, darlin’. If you need somethin’ later, just holler. Everyone knows Rose Lips ‘round here.”