“Shouldn’t we do something? What are we waiting for?” one of the impatient rogues questioned pacing in front of the witch.
“Patience, things are being handed to us on a silver platter!” she blew on her freshly painted nails “It's waiting game now until she comes to us and she will once we give that final push. So, just cool your boots and enjoy this time off!”
The rogue raked a hand through his hair “And what about…”
She cut him off “She will be ready!”
** Sarah’s POV **
I don’t think the word ‘Sorry’ ever existed in Nick’s dictionary so hearing him say it made me do a little happy dance in my mind and seeing how sincere he was when he said it, I didn’t have the heart to say ‘no’ to him “Fine! I accept your sorry but if you ever act like a jerk again forgot about being forgiven, li
