“I look at Grant across from me, one arm resting across the back of the chair next to him, the other holding his beer while his eyes issue the challenge his words just gave. “If she owns your mind – and your moods – like she has, don’t you think she just might be worth the risk?”

“I look at Grant across from me, one arm resting across the back of the chair next to him, the other holding his beer while his eyes issue the challenge his words just gave. “If she owns your mind – and your moods – like she has, don’t you think she just might be worth the risk?”

— K. Bromberg