She welcomed the warmth as he wrapped his strong arms around her. Storm or no storm, she settled back into a restless sleep. Sometime later the storm surged with a loud, house-shaking crash. Gilda awoke with a gasp as a hand clamped over her mouth. Her heart raced and her muscles clenched as her ...
He was the best-looking dead guy she'd ever seen. The makeup artist at the funeral home must have had a crush on him. His funeral was far different from Walter's. The crowd at Walter's service was older, more refined. Most people who came to say good-bye to Erik were younger, more beautiful, and ...
All of the wrongs. All of the secrets. All of the lies. They all swirled into a suffocating fog. Walter. Erik. Xavier. Razi. Mick. She sat up and opened her eyes with her heart beating like she'd run a marathon. Mick, who'd said he loved her before she kneed him in the crotch and quit her job. No...