Ruby POV
“Coffee?” Calli yawned as she shuffled out of her room wearing a dressing gown and fluffy slippers. We had come back here shortly after my situation outside and she was definitely a lot drunker than me. I ended up having to use my magic to transport her back because she was barely able to put one foot in front of the other by the time we left the club.
“Yes please,” I smiled while checking my reflection in her living room mirror. I had decided to go with a pair of figure-hugging black jeans and a deep red sweater that fitted me perfectly for my meeting with Caspian.
“Hey, that guy you met last night was pretty cute,” she said, holding her warm mug of coffee in both hands and leaning over the kitchen island.
I scoffed, “Which one? The one that tried to kill me or the one who
