Chapter 309: Chapter 309: Self-Defense

Runways and High Heels and Murder: Fiona Fleming Cozy Mysteries #9

I had no idea hitting someone could be so emotionally satisfying. Not that I condoned violence on a regular basis, but I did happen to be known for my temper. Still, I usually took the pacifist route on the outside, if I tended to boil over on the inside. This opportunity to actually use my fists to strike out at another human being had much more appeal than I should have allowed myself. And the tight grin and panting half-hiccup, half-giggle that escaped me every time I punched Matt honestly had to go.

Self-defense class was fun, yo.