There were several packages waiting for me at the post office
and I only barely squealed. They were advanced reader copies
from other bloggers passing them along for review. And I was,
like, whatever. Sure evidence I was coming down with mad cow
disease.

“I think he was worried about pushing things too far for the time being since I …”

“Kat, say something insulting. Come on.”

“His eyes were burning a liquid silver and his arm tightened around me. "I would…”

“All the pent up, helpless rage formed a wrecking ball inside of me. Maintaining…”