Wild at Heart (Wild, #2)

by K.A. Tucker

“Well, anyone’s thumb can turn green if they stick it in the dirt long enough,”

Despite what I’d said the previous night, a part of me felt betrayed, that he is abandoning our fledgling charter company, forcing me to block off the booking calendar until October.

Calla you're so annoying I could scream.

I spent a day learning how to style a bookcase,

Umm??

“Go home!” I say loudly, attempting authority. The dog merely blinks.

He wants you to pet him you butthead.

But it’s a horrendous fire, I tell myself, trying to settle the gnawing ache in my chest and the lump forming in my throat. A fire that is running rampant, destroying forest, killing animals, chasing people from their homes. What Jonah’s doing is important, I tell myself,

Yes, remind yourself of this Calla, you spoiled fucking brat!!!!

Twilight, is that you??