Katrina cradled her chin in her palm, glancing around the bar to gauge if anyone else was overhearing the conversation that she was. A couple leaned into each other, limbs tangled and voices a touch above a whisperâ I love you snugglekins. Youâre my wubby bearâ prompting her brows to shoot skyward. Physically turning, Kat found the features of a kindred spirit, mouthing her reaction. âWhat the fuck?â
















