Style (The OTP, #1)

by Chelsea M. Cameron

“Giving him shots. I’m a terrible person, aren’t I, Gunnar?”

I didn’t know better, I would have said she looked like an angel. And then she turned and gave me a look and I edited my assessment. Fallen angel. Fallen angel that was kinda bitter about the whole thing.

then Stella did something that shocked me more than if she would have pulled out a gun and shot me. She kissed me.