A Fate Unknown (The Ghost Girl, #1)

by Sinclair Kelly

How the hell do women handle this shit? Emotional roller coaster, my ass. It’s more like an emotional tsunami.

Reggie claps excitedly. “Damn, I’ve missed you!” “I honestly expected to have to work a little harder to scare her off. That was kind of disappointing,” she pouts. “Maybe she has a fear of pointy objects?’ Reggie retorts. Fate smirks. “If she didn’t before, she does now.” The two burst into laughter like a couple of loons.

“Are you two really flirting with Candy Crush innuendos right now?”

I, on the other hand, want to feel all the emotions. The good, the bad, and everything in between. It’s what makes life worth living.

Well, okay. Maybe I need to talk myself off the ledge that leads to crazy town. Don’t want to do something stupid and miss out on all those orgasms I keep promising myself, right?

I’m pretty sure the sight of me would scare most small children. And these days, those little shits don’t scare easily.