Which is your bad shoulder?”His brows knit together. “The left,” he said carefully.She slugged him in the right.He staggered. Steadied himself. Grinned. “Is that like some weird Wyoming mating ritual thing I should know about?””Damn...
Hard to accept the end of a story that won the villain against heroes.
True Love doesn’t have a happy ending because true love has no ending
May we never go to hell, but always be on our way!