You decent?โ I pulled the towel up a little higher. โYes, if my wrinkled toes donโt offend.โ Marcoโs swarthy head popped around the doorjamb. โNaw, theyโre cute.
Karen ChanceMy new 9mm didnโt fit my hand as well as my old one, but it was rapidly becoming a familiar weight. At first Iโd decided it was okay to wear as long as I shot only at supernatural bad guys who were already shooting at me. Lately, Iโd had to broaden that definition to anytime my life was in danger. I was currently leaning toward a slightly more comprehensive rule somewhere between proactive self-defense and the-bastards-had-it-coming, which, if I survived long enough, I intended to blame on my deranged partner rubbing off on me.
Karen ChanceSo,high heels weren't a modern invention. I couldn't believe women had been putting up with these torture devices for centuries.
Karen ChanceI felt betrayed and absolutely livid, but my body wasnโt smart enough to know it. It had liked the feel of his hands, wanted more of it, wanted it now. It was almost like there were two of me, one who heartily approved of the mage and one who would have dearly loved to see him dead.
Karen Chance