Page 78 of All's Fair in Love and Magic

The passion and magic between us said plenty.

fifteen

SAGE

An entire weekpassed in a blur of heat.

There were endless amounts of intense sex.

Delicious chocolates, drinks, and food were delivered to our doorstep.

In the moments we weren’t screwing or eating, we were showering together.

Or cuddling on the couch, with me on Liam’s lap while I sketched out ideas for runes that would make the resort even more secure.

Or making pancakes together.

Liam really did suck at cooking, but he tried. I gave him points for that, at least.

It was bliss.

But honestly, when the last of his fire finally left my veins, I felt better.

I was still warmer than I remembered being before, but I was chalking that up to the fact that we lived on an island. What was the alternative?

“It feels so good not to be sweating,” I said as we made our way down the beach. It was my first foray out of the bungalow in a week, and it was nice to get out. Liam had gone flying for an hour that morning, so he’d already been outside, but I hadn’t.

Hopefully, we could maintain some of our bliss even without heat to boost it. Liam hadn’t acted any different since the magic faded, so that seemed like a good omen.

“I can imagine.”

I flashed him a look. “No, you can’t.”

“Alright, I can’t. But when your magic got me back in the sky, I probably felt similarly.” He gestured to the chain around his neck.

“Fair point.”

“Any response from your mom yet?” he asked,

My stomach clenched. “No. It’s only been an hour since I texted her though, so I’m hoping she’s just in the middle of something.”

It had only been two days since we last messaged each other, and everything had been fine then.

Now, I was trying not to worry.

Despite our planning, my mom and I had always known that the coven might try to use her against me when the truth about what I was came out.

“If they threaten her…” I trailed off.

“We’ll kill them,” Liam said simply.

I knew him well enough that I should’ve expected that answer.

It wasn’t that simple for me, though. I had always known the witches would want me dead for what I was, so I kept some distance between us, but they had still been family to me before they knew.

But if they were willing to hurt my mom…

Well, the situation was a nightmare.