Rafi bit back a curse as he waited for his current master, Lacey, to make her final wish. He heard her stunned gasp from her bedroom and stifled a yawn as she rushed back into the living room dressed in a denim mini-skirt and a tight pink T-shirt that clung to her breasts.
She swivelled in the mirror, admiring her new slim, stacked body. "Look at me! I haven't had this skirt on since...well, never. I can't believe it-I'm freaking hawt now!"
Rafi cringed as she let out another squeal of delight.
"Omigoodness...look at my butt. Do you see it?"
He didn't bother responding as Lacey continued to gush over her new curves.
"You still have one wish left to use."
Lacey giggled with excitement, twirling like a ballerina in front of the mirror.
"It's so hard to decide. I still can't believe this happened to me!"
These were the moments he hated being a Djinn. He was so tired of fulfilling empty, mundane, utterly typical wishes.
C'mon, lady, I don't have all day.
He blew out a breath, frustrated with everything. It would be so easy to help her make a decision. All he'd have to do was give her a gentle mental push and use the unique ability he'd been born with to project his thought into Lacey's mind.
Too bad it was strictly forbidden behaviour for any Djinn capable of the gift within the Brotherhood.
Wishes were to be made freely. The reality was he actually did have all day, all month...hell, all year if that was how long Lacey decided to take to utter her last request.
Lacey glanced away from her reflection to cast a quick look at him through the mirror. "What's the matter, gorgeous? Am I taking too long for you?"
The smile he gave her spiked the intensity of the headache thumping against his skull.
"Time is of no consequence for me."
Rafi crossed his arms, wishing Lacey lived in the tropics instead of this godforsaken frozen farmhouse located in the middle of nowhere.
"Maybe that's it...I could wish to live forever, like you."
"Trust me-living forever isn't as great as it sounds."
A stab of pain hit his heart and Rafi steeled himself as it travelled down the length of his body.
How long had it been since he'd allowed himself to feel that heartache?
He blinked, trying to erase images of smiling grey eyes, silky chestnut hair and-
"I can come to you later. Give you some time to make your final decision."
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