Ruthless Creatures by J.T. Geissinger

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over the line.
he next day, I call Sloane on my lunch break at
work and tell her the whole story. She’s silent
when I finish, until finally a low whistle comes
“Wow. This guy is really something else.”
“What do you think I should do?”
“I have two words for you. The first word starts with
‘Fuck,’ and the second starts with ‘Him.’”
I say drily, “So subtle.”
“Fine, then. What do you want to do?”
Agitated, I turn and pace the other direction in the
teacher’s lounge. The turkey sandwich I brought for lunch lies
uneaten on the table next to me. I don’t even know why I
made it this morning. I suppose I thought my stomach would
be more settled by now.
But it isn’t. Kage has a way of disturbing all my bodily
functions. I’m sure if I ever saw him naked, I’d drop dead
from a heart attack in two seconds flat.
“He’s just…a lot. You know what I mean?”
She makes a noise of sympathy.
“And he’s very mysterious. And gorgeous. He’s probably
the best-looking man I’ve ever seen.”
“He’s not out of your league, if that’s what you’re trying to
say. You could have any man you wanted in this town. Even