Patchโs eyes were black orbs. Taking in everything and giving away nothing.
I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night's rain. Or Angel Magic
She already has a car.โ โA Ford. Thatโs like Toyotaโs worst enemy.
There's nothing special about losing your virginity over a toilet.
I need to brush my teeth. And I need a shower." He grinned, hopping off the bike. "Now that is an invitation.
The trouble was, my feelings for Patch weren't harmless.