Dark Lover

Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistible urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex.

Yippee.

And he was not lonely. Never had been.

Vengeance was one hell of a roommate.

"No, thanks." Beth turned back to her computer screen and hoped he'd take the hint.

You should always know who you are, he thought. And who you aren't.