Left of Forever (Spunes, OR, #2)

by Tarah DeWitt

succumbed to Waiting Syndrome. I had the day to dick around, and I overdicked it.

“You’re in my tits,” I say dully, still staring at Ellis.

She trills her lips loudly and says, “Nice motorboating you!” before she hangs up.

“All I know is that if I found out heaven was real and got there first? I’d hang back in the waiting room and save you a seat.”