You Wish

Chapter 5: The Riches

Rhiannon woke to an amazing male voice echoing in her mind.

Rhiannon, wake up. Don’t want to be late for school do you.

She rolled over and caught the pleasant scent of warmth and spice wafting towards her. Her eyes fluttered open and stared into a pair of green eyes, sparkling with mischief. Rhiannon couldn’t help but smile sleepily at him.

She felt her eyes shut slowly, as she was lulled back to sleep. It was so gloriously warm this morning. She didn’t want to get up.

Ever.

She snuggled closer to the warmth. Rhiannon knew she’d had a dream last night, something impossible but it had been so real. Imagine, a genie boy. She wanted to laugh at herself.

What’s so funny about that? A voice laughed into her head.

Her eyes opened abruptly as she stared up at Devlin in shock.

So it wasn’t a dream. He’s real. She moved to touch him, but her hand just passed right through him. She had felt his hand just yesterday, felt how incredibly real he was.

What happened?

I didn’t think you’re grandmother would like it if she saw a half-naked guy in her granddaughter’s bedroom do you? I’m in... stealth mode. He shot her a look that said he thought this was hilarious.

She jumped out of her bed, to see a half-naked Devlin sharing her mattress. A half-naked Devlin who didn’t look too bad half-naked, she admitted.

Holy smoke, he’s beautiful. The realisation hit her again and she knew she’d never get used to the idea of having him around like this. He was too... he was just too everything to be in her room, next to her scruffy blue teddy bear and huge pile of laundry.

And... HOW THE HECK IS HE SPEAKING LIKE A NORMAL TEENAGER ALL OF A SUDDEN!? She thought when all the smoke had left her brain.

Devlin shot her a heart-stopping smile.

Rhiannon had to fight for control as her mind flew to more... entertaining, subjects. His golden chest was exposed to the sunlight streaming into her room and Rhiannon wished that he would just wear a shirt so that she wouldn’t be so tempted by him.

Why? She moaned, rolling her eyes to heavens.

Why thank you. And is that an actual wish or just a request? Devlin chuckled and Rhiannon thought there was something wrong with this picture. She looked from herself to Devlin and discovered that he hadn’t opened his full lips once.

“Y-you were talking to me in my mind!” She hissed. Rhiannon didn’t want her grandma hear her talk to herself. There was no way she was going to a mental institution because Devlin forgot to tell her that he could read her mind.

“That I was. And I suggest that we return to that, because I think your dear grandmother may wonder what you’re doing talking to yourself this early in the morning.” Devlin had stopped smiling but she could still see amusement playing in his moss-green eyes like he found her endlessly entertaining.

It was starting to get on her nerves.

You took that straight out of my mind! What gave you the right to listen to my every thought? Rhiannon yelled. She didn’t need some guy she had just met, seeing what she was thinking or how she thought it. There was just no way it was going to happen.

Answer my question first. The smile in his thoughts was obvious.

What question? She asked through gritted teeth, her eyes never leaving his witch-fire green eyes that almost made her forget why she was so angry with him. Almost.