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Nathan’s hands rested on his hips as he stared down at me.
“Marianne is a witch,” I said.
“According to ...?”
“Jess.” I tapped my mobile. “I just spoke to her. She said the tea Marianne keeps making Josh is a summoning tea. And she said the bracelet being made of hair qualifies it for binding.”
Nathan frowned.
“That’s why Sean and I recognised it as being off,” I continued. “Because that was one of the things we did during our binding ceremony.”
Exactly as mine had, Nathan’s mouth opened and closed. He took a step forward. “Did you recall a memory?”
“Not at first.” My gaze remained on his. “Jess helped.”
His eyebrows shot up. “Jess?” I gave a slow nod, and his brows lowered to accommodate the return of his frown. “She knows about you and Sean?”
My chin dipped again.
“That’s im
