He’d said he needed to talk, and Anna had figured she had enough good sense to keep her emotions in check around him. But when she’d arrived at Charlie’s apartment, he’d put his hand on the small of her back to guide her way, and his touch had triggered a dangerous yearning that started low in he...
The steering wheel felt slick beneath her palms, and the hairs on the back of her neck bristled. The Jeep was a ways back, and although the swerve of the headlights indicated it had been pulled off the road in an odd spot, that didn’t mean it had been lying in wait for her. There was a fine...
Since Scourge was apparently skittish where psychological tests were concerned, she took it nice and easy and slowly placed the closed blue box on the desk for him to examine. Scourge reached out and, with shaky fingers, traced the embossed gold lettering. “Thematic Apperc...