Page 38 of Bulletproof Love (Vengeful Hearts #2)

A few weeks later

Why am I pacing? There's no conceivable reason that I should be this nervous about a date with Falin. Yet, here I am, stuffing Oreos down my throat, dropping crumbs on the floor that she'll scold me about later. Mayhem darts between my legs, and Havoc skitters after her yowling like the devil.