Haunter
“That’s it! We have to do that every twenty-four hours, three times straight, and we’re good to go. We’re trying again tomorrow, so you won’t need to be looking up at me to know what’s next, but we’re as ready as we’ll ever be.”
“So now we just sit and wait for Haunter charming to show up,” Trisha said with a mocking smirk.
That was the exact moment my phone buzzed on the table. With an incoming text from the Haunter Charming himself, telling me —because he didn’t ask— to call him.
I rolled my eyes, snorting. “Are you here, Ann?”
“She’s serving dinner,” Amy replied. “Why?”
“Fucking arrogant prick. He’s still a thousand miles away from here and I’m already fucking sick and tired of his bossin
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