Any Means Necessary

by Lila Herron

“Ouch, slut shaming is hurtful.”

Leaning back against the cognac suede seat, a notification sounds in the car as a vibration buzzes over my skin. Callum looks over in time to see me reach into the v-neck of my scrub top and pull out my cellphone. A text notification from Mia lights my screen. “Did you just pull that out from…?” Callum’s deep voice sounds beside me. “My bra? Yeah.”

Fucking hell. Not a distraction, she’s a devastation. A tornado of beautiful chaos determined to leave my life in ruins. And I’m nothing short of a storm chaser praying for disaster. Christ.