”Come and catch me—idiot!” he spat. Damn it. I squinted as I tried to see where he went. It was already dark, and the area where my nephew was headed was clearly restricted. The smell of raw meat filled the air the closer I got to him. My arms pumped as regretful thoughts filled my […]Read More Kissed by a Lion: What does the lion have that she needs?
“Fuck!” I grunted, eyeing the giant lump of basketball shorts and dingy white tees on the floor. Again? I grumbled to myself. Does anything I say matter around here? How hard is it to pick up a t-shirt every now and then? I walked out to the living room to see him with his feet […]Read More Naggin’: A Flash Romance. She just wants a clean house…but how far must she go to get it?