Raid (Unfinished Hero, #3)

by Kristen Ashley

“A woman’s gotta smell good and she needs to take care of herself. By that I mean, she’s gotta wash her hair, shave her legs and work it, whatever it is she’s workin’. Her clothes, the way she does up her face, the way she moves, it doesn’t fuckin’ matter. She does that and has a sweet pussy, a guy does not give a fuck and gets off on whatever wraps that package.”

“You keep your chin up, you control tears and fear, you’ll be all right,” she told me. “Okay,” I replied. “Proud of you, chère,” she whispered. I looked at her and smiled. “Love you, Grams.” “I know, child. What do you think’s keepin’ me on this earth? Not easy to let go that kind of love. That kind of love’s got the power to hold you tethered to a world you should have left a long time ago.”

Now I feel sorry for her.” “You should, baby. She’s a sad, lonely bitch who needs to eat a sandwich and get a life.”