MEGAN'S POV
I’ve been pacing in the hallway outside my hotel suite for the past twenty minutes, checking my phone obsessively, my irritation climbing with every passing second.
It's twelve noon.
Twelve.
Xarion promised he'd have the twins back early. Early means morning. Not lunchtime.
But he still hasn't arrived with them, and I'm losing my mind.
What could possibly have happened that he hasn't brought the twins back?
I'm about to scroll to Xarion's contact on my phone when the elevator doors slide open, and I hear them.
Oh goddess.
The twins' voices echo down the hallway, high-pitched and excited, chattering about something I can't quite make out yet.
And then I see them.
Maverick and Makayla burst through the hallway, their little faces glowing with joy, their hands waving wi
