Geoff’s arm emanated with a solid warmth I longed for after our days aboard S.S.
British-Craphole.

Too late; my awkwardness had already made an unforgettable appearance, so, of course, I couldn’t be let off the hook.

Wasn’t allowed to have pets. I killed my pet cockroach when it crawled into my ear.

Despite the cold chill, she burned inside with a hunger she didn’t want to dismiss. Not tonight.

Took long enough,” she called out, not wanting to admit how the sight of him made her throat hitch, how the man was so gorgeous she lost her mind. “I thought you drowned in the mirror from staring into your reflection too long.

Mislabeled the sign,” a cocky voice called from the door. “Should read ‘Doggie Daycare’ with the number of pups packed into this place.