Mr. Sin (Sin, #1)

by S.J. Tilly

If you so much as breathe his name to me again, I will make you regret every steroid shake your oversized Shrek ass ever drank.”

Maybe he can bring his friends up and they can go kick over the logs in your swamp, see what scurries out.” It’s my turn to cross my arms. “Did you hear all that way up there, or do you need me to write it down?”