Re: Innies!
Wren had seen the downward movement of coffee pot just in time to avert eyes, but a sliver of glass embedded itself in the vampire’s cheek. A small dribble of red dotted her skin. Her shirt was soaked in coffee and that was even more upsetting. Wren laughed. “I know you didn’t!” She had not driven out to this hillbilly pile of dirt to get in a chick fight with a waitress but hey, when in Rome.
A hand shot up to catch the woman’s wrist mid-swing. “Have you lost your mind?” The two women appeared evenly matched in a curiously strong showing of bicep strength. Wren grabbed a dispenser of napkins and brought it down towards brunette head.