Kat Glogowski

“Just a girl in my math class"
"Just a girl, huh?"
Gabriel glared at him. "Just a girl."
Chris smiled. "So was Becca.”
― Brigid Kemmerer, Spark

“His embrace was my drug of choice, and as any addict knew, one sampling was way too many and a thousand never enough.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Twice Tempted

“Were you bluffing about getting out?"
Gabriel grabbed the door handle. When he was standing in the grit and rubble of the shoulder, feeling the rain trail down his collar, he hesitated before closing the door. "You know I don't even have a phone."
"Would now be a bad time for a joke about smoke signals?"
"Fuck you.”
― Brigid Kemmerer, Spark

“Hi. Cat was just keeping me company until you came back.”

He glanced in the direction she’d just disappeared to before returning his attention to me.

“Fourteen hundred and thirty-one."

I blinked. "What's that?"

"The year I was born, which is not, as you'll note, yesterday.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Twice Tempted