“Holy mother of God, he’s fine,” Ren whispers by my side, and I want to scold him, but I’m too busy admiring the warm and fuzzies that come from watching this unlikely pair together. Felix and Dr. Love look so different in so many ways. And knowing that Felix Darcey is a serial killer and Lemuel Love is a clinical psychiatrist only adds to list of blatant contrasts you’d think would make them the last two people in the world to be romantically involved. But then there’s the way they’re looking at each other…
