Whit tugged me close to his side, the pair of us laughing like idiots. His powerful frame engulfed mine, the long line of his body pressed against my slighter one. Tears streamed down my face, and I blinked them away, not wanting to miss even a moment. Cleopatra’s essence swirled around me, and I understood that there were more objects tied to her, matching the spell caught up in the golden ring.
