Adam Desantis, grew up in Valentine Valley, played football in high school, and was a bad boy at times. At eighteen years old, he joined the marines, and now he is back, visiting his grandmother whom he believes has health problems. Brooke Thalberg, sees Adam again, when he helps her save horses ...
It was a Friday night, of course, but to his surprise, there seemed to be a lot more women than normal. Not that he, or any of his buddies, were complaining. He knew some of the women, of course, like Julie Jacoby, the redheaded summer hostess at the Halftime Sports Bar, and Shannon Russell, a pa...
Griffin clasped his hands behind his back and began to pace around her in a circle. “Do you have spies informing you on my whereabouts at all times, or only for social gatherings?” Miss McFarland watched his movements for a moment, but then she pursed those pink lips and s...
She was still in her nightshirt, rumpled from a deep night’s sleep. Surely, he wouldn’t have come by nine hours later. Or maybe he wanted a running partner, while her limbs were still like Jell-O from all their exercise in bed. The bell rang with more insistence, and she ...
She could only hope that since Kate had already heard, word had gotten around, saving her from the expressions of shock. She got a text from Will at dinnertime: Can I pick you up around 8? Smiling, she responded: Oh, this is a formal date? &nb...
By three in the afternoon, Tony had a chance, so he left Kate polishing and rolling silverware into linen napkins. “Hey, Dad.” He slid into a chair and took a sip of the water his dad hadn’t touched. “Tony.” Mario was still nursing the one beer he allowed himself at lunch. “It’s an interesting da...