The Voodoo That You Do Page 6

  “After the wedding, Steve and I are honeymooning in Little Cayman.”

  “You’re not coming back here after, surely.”

  “No, we’re looking at cities. I want somewhere fun, maybe we can have a boat, and there should be witches, still in the south, though. Ohmygod, you guys! I know just the place.”

  Draven looked at me, smiling his killer smile, and shrugged. Why not? I couldn’t wait to get him home and tear off his black T-shirt with my teeth, but first, an airheaded party girl I’d met a week ago who had become a kick-ass witch and best friend was about to decide our fate.

  “We’re moving to New Orleans! WHOO!”

  This time even Mojo joined in.