Sin & Chocolate (Demigods of San Francisco, #1)

by K.F. Breene

“At lunch, some rich, handsome guy stalked me around a shopping complex—” “That doesn’t sound crappy,” Frank interrupted. “A pretty girl like yourself? Rich and handsome is what you deserve.” Frank had lost touch with how the world worked. “You must’ve missed the word stalked, but sure—” “We don’t call it stalked, honey, we call it interested. You need to alter your perceptions a little, is all.”

Nothing wrong with stalking 🤭

“Stalking is not sexy, Alexis, no matter how hot you think the stalker is. It denotes an unbalanced, possessive personality, the kind of person who will manipulate the object of desire into isolation so that they’ll fall into dependency and subservience. The object loses themselves and becomes property, basically.”

Stalking is so sexy Daisy. You’re 13 so what do you know?

You get what you get, and you don’t get upset.

“Shit turds.”

“Batshit and tiaras.”

“Fuckety crap.”

“What a royal dickface fucker.