Do you remember anything about last night?" he asked.Her stomach churned as memories of the night before swam into mental view. Oh, she recalled a few things. How could she forget? She took a solid gulp of her coffee. "I remember vodka, an ax murderer, and a marriage proposal.""Good. The important things." He nodded.
Kristin Miller, So I Married a Werewolf
urban-fantasy, werewolves-paranormal-romance