“He got the impression she might be a bit fucked up, but that had always been his type. The kind that would break your headlights, egg your house, spray paint ASSHOLE on your garage door.”
―
C.D. Breadner,
Indulge
“Jayce snapped then pressed a button to end the call. It was a shame you couldn’t slam a phone down anymore when you were pissed. There was something satisfying in that.”
―
C.D. Breadner,
Indulge