A Frenemy in Need (A Winter Bliss Romance)

by Catrina Bell

“Riddle me this, you Gumby-looking cockwaffle. How does it feel to know you ruined the best thing to ever be placed in your clammy, shit-stained hands? I hope it drives you to drink a gallon of dish soap in the stupid hope you could ever wash away the shame. I hope your family whispers about you behind your back until you’re on death’s door, alone in a musty nursing home because they all know you're a rat-faced hosebag who doesn’t deserve to breathe the same air as Birdie. And if I ever see you in a dark alleyway—”

“Be mean to me, Birdie. Give me all your fire.”