Matt tapped a black feather on my nose, a wicked glint lighting his eyes. “The fire thing.” “What about it?” I usually kept a tight rein on my emotions around others, especially men, and didn’t let my more, shall we say, primitive attributes come out to play. But Matt had this effect on me, somet...
Malachi had planned on staying but Bassano assured everyone that he’d set a protection on my apartment to keep both Valerie and Brenda out so I could get some sleep. Matt packed Brenda’s clothes and they were gone, but not before I overheard Bassano whispering something in...