Three Mages and a Margarita (The Guild Codex: Spellbound, #1)

by Annette Marie

“So, new girl,” Aaron said, distracting my count so I overpoured a vodka. “Are you a natural redhead?” “Are you a natural pain in the ass?” I shot back without thinking. Cursing my runaway mouth, I shoved the accidental double at the customer. “Confirmation via temper,” the dark-haired one remarked.

“I’ve been working my ass off without so much as a thank-you from a single goddamn person, and you’re jerking me around like a five-year-old with no impulse control. If you so much as open your mouth again, I’ll shove my soda gun down your throat and see if you can crack jokes while you drown!”

I bolted upright in my seat as I figured it out. Assholes Anonymous. This was a therapy group for mean people.

“Strength in numbers, huh?” I murmured. Not my thing. No one on the planet was as invested in saving my butt as I was, and I didn’t like counting on someone else to be there when I needed them only to find myself alone.

I nodded at his fan club. “I couldn’t resist crushing their souls.”

“You still have my number, right? You should memorize it.” “Why?” “So that no matter where you are or what happens, you can call me. I’ll always be there to help you.”