FOUR
Sage stormed into her apartment. Her palm burned with the seed’s hunger for magic, adding heat to her simmering anger. Her eyes landed on the source of her rage, and for a moment, she entertained unleashing everything she had on Zack. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t slap you.”
Zack matched the scorching glare, blowing a teasing kiss in the air back at her. “Because if you did, you’d probably kill me. And what would become of Junior?”
A door opened in the hallway. Sage held her breath. Matt was there, no doubt, listening to them argue like the new parents Zack had pretended they were. Not far from the truth in reality. Only most newborns weren’t prone to killing people with their temper tantrums. Tension had been building between them for days. They’d all been trapped toget
