Knife & Flesh (The Night Horde SoCal Book 4) - Plot & Excerpts
Though it was August, the night had been cool, and they’d turned off the air conditioning and opened the windows. Even before he opened his eyes, he realized that the room was bright with daylight. That was unusual; with sleep so often his enemy, he was an early riser. When he did open his eyes, he saw the blinds lifting and dropping in the breeze. They rattled lightly, but that sound couldn’t compete with the sweetly-pitched fuss of the birds outside. The tree shook with the commotion; it seemed to be as full of finches as of leaves. Juliana was here. Even after the near-disaster of the day before, she was still with him. Though he remained unconvinced that he was good for her, he knew for a certainty that she was good for him. If she could ride out his psychosis, as she had, then he didn’t know who could be better for him. God, he’d been a fucking mess. So much that now the whole previous afternoon, from the time he’d seen Dora pull up at the park until he and Juliana had come to bed, was obscured by a fog.
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