Simply furnished in beige suede with accents reminiscent of the nearby woods, the atmosphere was soothing without being feminine. He dropped the bags, wondering where he would put Sadie’s stuff. With a self-deprecating shake of his head, he conceded that he hadn’t thought ...
Since he’d canceled his appointment for earlier today, she should have been surprised. Somehow she wasn’t. Luke didn’t give up. He took things in stride and kept on truckin’. Avery wished she was capable of doing the same. She smoothed her facial fe...
He rolled so he faced the sky, even though the move caused his aching head to twist and twirl like the white flakes that had eased up a little. “Are you all right?” His brain soaked up the soft, feminine murmur, so different from the violent attack ...
How could the simple sounds of Ziara at her desk turn him into a dirty old man? Well, not quite old, if the level of urgency he felt was anything to go by. They had a long day ahead—he was pretty sure she was going to hate him by the time he was done, but as the saying wen...
Her gears didn’t change quickly, but the quivering urgency beneath his polite facade propelled her out the door ahead of him. He turned the opposite direction from which they’d arrived, and his steps picked up speed. “Aiden,” she called. “Aiden, whe...