A sob caught in my chest. I didn't even know what a gray was, other than a drab color. All I knew was that I was hungry all the time. And I knew, deep down, that it wasn't just for food.

I wanted this to be a movie on TV so I could press the off button and make it all go away.

Bite me, Rhys.'

'Where?

I took it back: he didn't just hate himself down deep. He'd made plenty of room in there for me, too.

Where's Kraven? Is he stalking me too?"
His mouth went tight. "I'm not stalking you.

I try to be confident, always have, but despite my best efforts, sometimes I come off like I'm a total..."
"Dick?" I finished for him. "I'm just randomly picking words out of the air. Tell me if you think I'm close.