#Chapter178 An Offer

Grace I bit my lip as his eyes heated. "Always." He kissed me again. “I’m sorry to have worried you. Things got hectic, but I’ll do better.” I dropped my gaze. “It’s okay. I… I know I’m just sort of over-worrying.” “A bit,” he said. I scowled at him. “But you’re not going to stop over-worrying without having a reason not to. He chuckled. "For future reference, Margaret hasn't been in my territory or in a witch-made car in years, so she wouldn't know that speeding up the trip isn't as difficult as it once was. You can keep expecting me to come back sooner rather than later, and while phone signals get a little iffy in the Clan territories, I can still get messages." I eyed him, wondering if he was saying that so I wouldn't worry or not. “What’s the point of sending a message if you don’t answer.” He cocked an eyebrow. “If I can get a message, I can send one, and eventually, I’ll have to get you a magical phone so you won’t have to worry about it.” “Like Eason’s laptop?” He