“What is wrong with you? What are you playing at?” Mark spoke low, a warning. “Dude. It’s not a game. Look at her.” She wasn’t completely still after all. She shivered, her lips blue with the cold, as her breath fogged in the air around her. It was strange seeing it from the outside, but what was...
Alex looked up from his paperwork with a guilty start. Or rather, he looked up from pretending he was concentrating on that month’s liquor order. He knew better than to actually work on the thing while he was thinking about the night before. Not when distraction meant the difference between order...
