Guess the honeymoon is over!" Denise muttered once we are outside. "Next I suppose I'll be sleeping in the wet spot.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph, I was going to squirt tears. How unprofessional.

I stretched out my hands as if to ward him off. “Not yet. I want to know what your end game is first.” Another flash of teeth, this time showing his fangs. “To have you screaming my name within the hour.

I think we need to have a little talk, woman to skank.

A hysterical human? Who hadn't seen that before?

Friends might be rare but they’re not irreplaceable

I think Mount Everest is gorgeous, too, but that doesn’t mean I have any intention of trying to climb it