Taegan POV
“They’re sure taking their sweet time,” I groaned, lying on the couch and weakly throwing some weird-looking fruit up in the air over and over again to keep my muscles from locking up. I’m bored and feeling unsettled. My magic still isn’t where it should be and I have no way to fix it until Rian gets back. I don’t care if I have to tackle him to the f*****g ground and kiss him, he’s helping me get my magic back up.
“They had a lot to talk about,” Phoebe said, cleaning under her nails with a paring knife.
“I don’t think they’re doing much talking,” Parisa giggled, biting her full bottom lip.
“What do you mean?” I stupidly asked. When she raised her thin brows, tilting her head, it suddenly came to me. “f*****g hell,” I groaned. “We have important s**t to do. It's not the ti
