He wasn’t handsome at all, actually a bit on the ugly side, with a long face that looked like he’d had bad acne a few years ago. He was really tal...l, and rawboned, looking strong – I already knew that he was strong – with hard edges. He looked like he’d been a few fights in his lifetime, and probably won them. Even if I didn’t despise his personality, he’s no one I’d ever have picked for a boyfriend based on his looks. Yet there I was, watching the clock tick toward eleven. It was about quarter. If we can push the narrative that you’re cracking after an international win, then all eyes will be on you.”“Not happening. John and I are friends.” Ken stood his ground. “It’s fucking creepy and, um, kinda manipulative to orchestrate a meltdown. Besides, the only local tournament in this city is happening in two weeks, and regis-”“You’re already registered.” Christopher interrupted, not looking up from his notebook.“What?”“You’re already registered.” Christopher repeated, no change in his. At one point I also accidently overheard my father-in-law yelling at him, but I couldn’t hear enough to be able figure out was going on. I was just happy to be let off easy, without having him take all of his frustrations out on me, one way or the other. I still had moments of doubt, where my body seized up in absolute panic when I thought about the small bit of subterfuge I was planning, but most of the time I found myself certain of the way that lay ahead. I was hoping that that last piece of. Then I put it up to her neck. “You have five seconds to back off before I kill you” she said darkly. “What’s wrong love?” I whispered to her, “Didn’t you miss me?” There was a very long pause after I said that. “Kurtz?” she said softly. “Who else?” I backed away from her and she turned around. God she was just as beautiful as I remember. Short brown hair, amber eyes, and a body like none other. “What was with the dagger?” she asked. “Dramatic effect” I said with a sneer. After that the.