Two farewell gifts,” Sadie muttered, “from two gorgeous guys. I hate my life.

I should’ve been very cross with Anubis. Kissing me without permission—the nerve!

I’m sorry I can’t do more. But happy birthday, Sadie.” He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips.

I tried to think of something to say. Excuse me? Hello? Marry me? Anything would have done.