Zoe’s POV

I had been waiting for the boys in Talon’s private pad with Nyssa, Maelis, Seris and Lyra who had been my makeup artists for the day and seemed pretty pleased with their job.

“Tell me again why am I not charging her 50 bucks for my skill,” Lyra asked pompously.

“Coz no one likes what you did,” I playfully jibed as she rolled her eyes on me. “Don’t roll your eyes on me missy,” I said in a fake stern voice.

“Watch me do so again,” she ...