Chapter Eighty-Nine. Cracks.
Hannah’s Point of View.
God, I absolutely f*****g well hate being the total unreasonable b***h I am at the moment.
But, in my defence, I am pissed off. It is not fair! I have missed my mate so much, and I had planned the perfect way to reunite. Then, out of damned well nowhere, the period from the abyss arrived yesterday morning, giving me cramps from hell, and making me into someone I hardly recognise. This unwelcome guest has ousted all the sexy plans I had for my mate. Damn, what are we going to do for the next couple days if not roll around this apartment in every position known to man, then make up a few more of our own?
There is nowhere quiet enough with enough cover around the city to allow Apollo out so I can ride on his back. Everywhere is cr
