Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys
Chapter Eleven:
Sherilyn studied the disappearing wound...
Sherilyn studied the disappearing wound...
Sherilyn studied the disappearing wound that reminded her of when a German Shepard dog had grabbed hold of her shoulder, at age fifteen...all while George Knapp's opening phrase for his radio show on "Coast to Coast am" repeated itself in her head, 'A phantasmagorical swirl of weirdness.'
On cue her head did a dipsy-do, or else touching Zance, plus his nearness, had her hormones swooning like a silly teenager. She felt him swing the mirror away as her eyelids clenched shut.
"Lord have mercy." The old saying came out in her southern drawl, learned from her grammy's best friend.
"Sherilyn, listen." Zance's voice felt like sexy velvet stroking her ear. "This is normal. Don't be surprised when you open your eyes and--"
Her eyes snapped open, and Sherilyn didn't hear the rest of his words. Colors, more brilliant and crisper, met her gaze. Stunned, she blinked as the textures and shapes of the adobe brick hearth sharpened. "Wow...my gawd."
"Enhanced," he uttered, as if that explained it all.
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Wishing you shapeshifting love on the wild side…
Savanna
Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance
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