Chapter Seventeen
“Hush, my Ruth, the magic worked once. It will surely work again,” he murmured, trying to console himself as well as her.
Ruth twisted and sat up in his hand, glaring up at him in frustration. She angrily wiped at the dampness on her cheeks and pushed her hair back from her face, emitting a loud sniff. A stubborn expression settled over her features as she stood up and wrapped her arms around her bare waist.
“This is really pissing me off!” she retorted, stomping her foot. “What kind of crazy magic gives me what I wished for, then takes it away? That is totally fuc – ucked up,” she added, hiccupping and wiping her face again.
Koorgan’s lips twitched at her mutinous expression. He knew the situation wasn’t funny, but damn if Ruth didn’t look adorable stomping her tiny
