Taz was positive she was not getting a Valentine. And yet here was the card outside her doorstep.
It definitely wasn't from Specs. He brother was long dead, so he couldn't be there to send her a fake one to make her feel good like he used too. That left only one person. Her best friend, mentor and love.
After years of experience. Tazes small heart had hardened to a tough little stone. But only one man with a larger one could slash deep enough for it to bleed.
