Page 86 of Love Spell

“Are you sure about that?”

“Sure?”

“That you’re the last thing he needs?Maybe you should ask him.”

Timo finally looked up, meeting Julian’s eyes across the small wood table and candle flames, only to see an apparition image of Noah standing right beside Julian’s chair.

Timo swore and leapt back so violently he threw the coffee mug over his own shoulder and sent his chair crashing to the ground.The mug smashed on the stone floor.Timo grabbed the back of another chair, narrowly staying on his feet, the blood pounding in his ears as all kinds of supernatural and ghost stories and occult rituals from movies flashed through his mind.

Julian and Noah stared at him, eyebrows raised.

“Timo?”Noah ventured.“Sorry.I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“What the fuck?”Timo gasped.“You’re here?”

“I think so …” Noah glanced down at himself.

“Didn’t you know my other trick?”Julian asked Timo and snapped his fingers.“Summoning.”

“Leave him alone.”Noah frowned at Julian.“He’s having a rough day.”

“Well excuse me for trying to lighten the mood.”

“Timo —” Noah started again.

“What are you doing here?”Timo caught his breath — and heart.

“I came to see Julian.I don’t know why you find that impossible to believe since you’ve done the same thing.”

“Popularity is a heavy burden.”Julian was glaring at Timo.“And I wish you wouldn’t break my things.A member of my coven made that mug.”

“How long have you been here?”Timo asked Noah.

“For half an hour.”

“You were in this room when I got here?”

“Well … I felt like I should leave but Julian said no, to hear what you had to say, so I was behind the altar —”

“The what?”

“Just there.And you were talking about me so I stepped out here beside Julian but you didn’t look up.I wasn’t meaning to eavesdrop.I thought you’d see me.”

“He put himself on the other side of the candles so I’d have to look right into the light to look at him.”The bastard.Timo bit his tongue.

Julian smirked.

“What did you do to yourself last night?”Noah sounded worried.“You look terrible.”

“I drank to forget.Perfectly normal thing to do.Only it made me remember … how terrible I’ve been to you.I’m sorry.”

Noah shook his head but Timo shifted his gaze back to Julian, who still sat watching them as if on a throne.

“Will you lift the spell?”Timo asked.

“Don’t —” Noah cut in, stepping forwards.

They both looked at him.

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