Spicy Little Curses

by J.T. Geissinger

Unfortunately, I’m a sucker for the tall, dark, and devilish type. The more red flags and pitchforks they’re waving, the better.

“Logic?” He snorted. “You saw a faceless nightmare point at you like you’re next in line at the butcher’s counter. But sure, let’s bring logic into this.” 38 I ignored him. Men got so emotional when they couldn’t be in control of everything.