... he was sunset against the mountains, strong, vibrant, dangerous, and yet somehow sheltering, protective. And married. Picnic, meet rain.
Devon MonkI wouldnโt want you to get in the shower and then pass out or some such. How about if I help you get out of your clothes? Iโm an expert in platonic undressings.โ He gave me that wicked smile. โGive it a rest. Iโm not going to strip naked in front of you, and Iโd rather pee in private.โ โHalf the injuries in a home happen in the bathroom. What kind of friend would I be to let you face that kind of danger alone? I mean, sure, you walked out of death, but this is a shower.โ โShame. Get out of my bathroom.
Devon MonkI donโt know whatโs happened to you. You used to be such a nice girl. Now youโve gone all stabby and whatnot.
Devon Monk