My Sweet Infected No Longer Available In Paperback?
Sadly, it's true. I sold so many in Kindle, and especially Kindle Unlimited, that I have no reason to continue to support the paperback edition.Yandere Genre Image from G+ |
Somehow I knew nothing was alive in there, but if Hank noticed we were just walking on in with no concern for safety he'd know something was up. He wasn't stupid. Except maybe for Shelley. Women had a way of doing that to men. The thought crossed my mind suddenly that Porter had been taking more and more interest in me in that way on this trip. Was I doing something to him to make him stupid? We couldn't afford it.
We rounded a guard tower set into the wall. The large door between the two towers was open and swinging gently in the breeze. Nothing good could have happened in there.
Hank couldn't see us from here, so Porter stopped the slinking around act and stood tall. I shook it off and stood beside him.
"Why are you trusting my senses on this?" I posed the question seriously.
"Are you trying to tell me you're wrong?" He laughed at that.
"I'm not sure I trust them."
"You should. Your senses aren't going to lie to you about this kind of thing."
"You're taking this a lot better than I am."
"I guess I haven't been living another life all these years." He reached for my shoulders and gently tugged me into his chest with his nose on my forehead.
My heart took off again. I knew he could feel it beating against his chest. It was impossible he couldn't. Then as quickly as that realization hit me I could hear his heart beating. But not as a sound. It was a gentle rhythm and it was excited. It was exciting. I broke away from the embrace with heat flushing my face. An emptiness twisted my stomach. -- My Sweet Infected - Chapter 7
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