Liana POV
“This is torture,” I grunt as I jump out of my chair and start pacing on the deck.
“It’s only been ten minutes,” Nina snorts and raises her face to the sun. She stretches out on the deck chair into a more comfortable position. “The exchange will take more than ten minutes. So, sit down and enjoy the sunshine. It’s not like you can do anything else.”
“Why aren’t you stressed out?” I practically yell as I take a seat next to her, but my leg cannot stop bobbing up and down. “I mean, Wilson is after you too.”
“Yeah, but we’re safe here,” she shrugs nonchalantly. “Stressing about it is not going to change it. Look, there’s nothing we can do but sit here and wait. The way you wait is your choice. I chose not to pace and chomp down on my fingernails.”
“Easy for you to say,” I roll
