Page 43 of Property of Prowler


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Taylor didn’t like that Cass was sick. She worried.

Taylor: Are you running a fever?

Cass: No, just blah. I think I ate something bad … maybe carob. LOL

Taylor: Hardy har har. Anything I can do?

Cass: No, I’m just going to chug some pink stuff & sleep.

Taylor: Okay, chica. Feel better & if anything changes, let me know. Just a call away.

Cass: (puke emoji) (poop emoji) (bed emoji)

Cass: (heart emoji) U (smooch emoji)

Taylor couldn’t help but smile. Cass was the best. Definitely one of the best perks of being in a relationship with Prowler.

Taylor: Back atcha (heart eyes emoji)

Grabbing her laptop, Taylor opened a new Word document.

Setting it down, she snagged some wine and snacks from the kitchen and settled in for some deep soul searching.

She titled the document,To Prowl or Not to Prowl.She thought it was funny.

“Okay, Tay.” She took a healthy sip of wine, then cracked her knuckles. “Let’s start with facts.”

Fact - His eyes reflect light weird.


Fact - He does growl.



Fact - His teeth sometimes look longer.



Fact - He sees and smells things others can’t.



Fact - I love him.