Joliene

“So, what can I do?” I asked.

“Annoy?”

I gave him a hurt look.

Justus pulled the tip of his hoodie over his eye and lowered his voice. “It remains to be seen; sometimes it takes years to uncover abilities.”

“Maybe I can’t do anything.”

His blue eyes flashed up to mine. “Learner, we are all gifted.”
― Dannika Dark, Sterling

“I won’t touch you,” I assured him, knowing I could throw a burst of energy that would undoubtedly drop the curtain on the moment. “I have it under control.”

He traced the line of my clavicle with this finger and kissed the corners of my mouth. “Not even if I ask? I want your fingerprints all over me like a crime scene.”
― Dannika Dark, Twist

“Where did you meet?” he pressed on.
I shrugged and considered a little rephrasing. “I was out for a run.”
“From who?”
I leaned back to take a long, very long, slow sip of that beer.
Knox leaned forward. “I think we’re both bullsh*tting here, you ever play that card game?”
“With my grandma, every Sunday after church.”
― Dannika Dark, Sterling