"What's your name" He slurred and it was clear he was drunk, but I had nothing else to channel my anger at so I took this option.

"Love" The word rolled off my tongue and he grimaced,

"Just exactly what I hate. That's a horrible name, change it" I had no idea what came over me but I rose my hand and it came in contact with his cheek.

*****
She found a broken man, She sought to fix him. Will she succeed? Of course, that's why she's called Lovette.

*****
Yes, I have another book. Its kinda romantic and Junk, so,

Publish?

Or

Not?

Tell moi what you think, buh bye chickas and dudes!

Blue Peeps and Yellow Bananas