““How did you get over there?” Oh dear. “Magic.” He waved his hands for added effect. The sloppy grin that slipped across Grady’s somehow familiar face was adorable. “I like magic.” Max ignored Teddy’s snort. “I can do another trick if you want. You tell me where you want to go, and I’ll send you there.” Grady’s eyes widened. A man that drunk shouldn’t look that cute. “Tahiti.” “No, not Tahiti. Somewhere in Toronto.” “Stupid magic.””
