14. Gemma
Chapter 14
Gemma
B y the time Ainsley finally leaves with a massive bag filled with tarot decks, books, and all the crystals Marisol could talk him into buying, I’m practically vibrating with the need to scream.I burst out of the back room the second the door closes behind him and do just that.Marisol laughs and runs over to hug me, both of us laughing.
“That man is a catch,” she says. “If the reading had gone any other way, I’d try to steal him from you.”
I shake my head, still overcome with laughter. “He’s just full of surprises.”
“What was with those cards? He came in here on a mission.”
“The first night we met, I took him up to the roof, and he found The Fool just lying on the ground up there in the snow. The Magician, though, I’m less sure. I mean, that’s what I call Taylor, but it seems strange that he’d have told Ainsley that.”
“The Moon, girl. The Moon.”
I shake my head. “I know. That was crazy.”
“You’re completely and utterly fucked. ”
I laugh. “If I’m lucky.”
“Well, that man just walked out of here with enough magical supplies to talk himself into or out of anything. If I were you, I’d start trying to steer that conversation.”
“You’re right. I’ll text him right now.”
Hey, Ains. Want to get a drink later?”
He texts back almost immediately.
Ainsley: Definitely. I was just thinking about you.
I wondered why my ears were burning…
Ainsley:
Alchemy Nights at eight?
Ainsley: See you there.
I put my phone down and find Marisol still watching me. She’s clearly not done with the conversation.
“Are he and Taylor, like…”
I roll my eyes. “They’re working it out.”
“Well, he’s The Fool, I have no doubt of that. You just need to make sure that whatever journey he’s starting is one you want to join.”
“What do you mean?”
She considers, head cocked to the side. “He’s got the fire to get him wherever he’s going. Is that money?”
I nod.
Marisol nods as well. “That makes sense. What I saw was a man who can set his compass in any direction and find success. And who has the courage to take the leap.”
“But…” I lead her. Any insight this woman can provide is gold.
“But…we can never look at The Fool on its own. We have to look at how the colors from the cards closest to it will stain its white rose. The Magician, well, I don’t hate that pairing one bit. As a matter of fact, I’d sell my soul to just about anyone to jump in bed with those two. But The Moon?” She shakes her head. “That’s going to be your challenge. The man is facing fears, and it’s going to be a matter of whether he’s ready for the light to shine on them.”