Status Updates From Tanglewood Magic

waiting for 3rd book in series

"He pulled her against him, one arm banding her waist like a vise. “I wanted to kiss you that day in the laboratory. I did. But a kiss is a magical thing, Circe. It’s a doorway, and once you pass through it, you’ve always been kissed and you’ve always done the kissing, and nothing is sadder than a kiss that was but can never be again. Don’t you know that in this dress, you are like a walking kiss?"

"The apothecary had been a welcome distraction, where her natural inclination for potion making had come in increasingly handy.

If her mind sometimes sent her a delicious and perfectly unacceptable fantasy about grabbing her aloof and taciturn boss by the lapels of his laboratory coat and pressing her lips to his, well, there were worse problems to have as a witch."