Personal Demon

Remember when we met? Before you left, you said you were going to make a fool of yourself over me. That's still what you're worried about. That you'll find yourself doing things you never dreamed of doing, things you laughed at in others, and you'll make a fool of yourself.

Clearly it was time to consider rescheduling that optometrist appointment I'd missed last fall.

Are you coming now?" Griffin snapped. Karl glanced over at him and smiled. "What's the magic word?" Griffin stalked off, muttering a word under his breath. "That's not it," Karl called after him.

I didn’t say it was a rational fear. But the worst fears aren’t, are they?

He'd want privacy for his Change and that wasn't vanity. I'm curious about many things, but witnessing the human-to-wolf transformation isn't one of them. "I'm going to try picking up visions," I said. "So try to keep the screams of agony to a minimum, okay?" A muttered epithet. I grinned and walked to the sofa.

Too bad Guy interrupted," I said as we snuck around the rear of the building. "Otherwise, I could have just walked you down here before you changed back." His look said he wasn't dignifying that with a retort. "I always wanted a dog," I said, nearly running to keep up with his long strides. "My brothers were both allergic. Have I told you that?" "Once or twice." "Maybe, someday, you could humor me and— "Don't finish that sentence.