Katherine McIntyre

Took long enough,_ she called out, not wanting to admit how the sight of him made her throat hitch, how the man was so gorgeous she lost her mind. __ thought you drowned in the mirror from staring into your reflection too long.

Better to leave with good memories than have the last ones be the embarrassing, smoking ruin of what once had been a fantastic friendship.

The sharp light of the stars and moon sliced away her misconceptions and pared down their layers until the feelings that had always existed between them lay bare.

Aggression like this demanded slinging the first punch in a bar brawl, firing rounds at a range, or setting a car on fire.

Three things lit her match without fail__busive assholes, idiots who didn__ use their turn signals, and unannounced shifters moving in on her territory.

This one sank deep into her marrow and made her heart soar like the shuttles piercing the stratosphere.