“That’s only if they find out.”

“Yeah, and if they find out, they might prohibit you from using your magic.”

I scoff and roll my eyes. “Losing my magic for a few weeks would be worth it.” The council can only do so much. The mere idea of losing magic is abhorrent to most witches, so they stay in line. Truthfully, I dare them to fucking try me. I’ve never heard of a witch’s magic actually being taken away. It seems like an empty threat.

“Wouldn’t it just be easier to tell Dax?”

“Uh, no. I think it would be easier to make Ryan forget me and continue whatever it is I have with Dax without having that hanging over my head.”

“I think he would understand, Blair.”

I shrug my shoulders, ignoring Stevie. What does she know, anyway? I swear Fez rolls his eyes at me as he slithers back into his terrarium, and I hear a light knock on the front door.

“Stevie, I promise I’ll call you if anything goes wrong. It will all be fine. You don’t have to worry.” She gets up from the bed and goes back to her room, irritated with me. “Oh, when’s the last time we fed Clover?”

“Oh, fuck,” Stevie says, changing directions from her bedroom to the kitchen. It makes me laugh. Poor Clover—not.

With major pep in my step, I answer the door and I’m greeted by a huge grin, two dimples, and hungry green eyes.

“Fuck me, you look amazing, little witch.”

I can’t help it as heat travels up my neck to my cheeks. “Thank you,” I say softly.

“I was thinking we could take your Jeep. The portal wasn’t so nice on your stomach last time. Plus, I want to make sure we have time to talk.”

“Where are Kas and Asmo?”

“They’re meeting us there.”

“Okay, let me grab my keys.” I go to the kitchen to get my keys and watch as Stevie slaps together a peanut butter and honey sandwich for Clover. “I’m leaving, Stevie.”

“Please be safe,” she says, giving me a stern look.

“I will.” I give her a smile and spin on my heel. Walking back to where Dax is waiting for me. He can’t stop looking at my outfit.