If the football stadium-sized room in front of Kara rivaled the Louvre in terms of original art, then she must be part of the main exhibit. None of the assembled guests bothered to disguise their curiosity about her. But she could handle all of them. However, Rosalie Wyatt Maitland’s icy demeanor...
Her legs still wiggled like cooked noodles occasionally, but she didn’t mind so much anymore. Much to her surprise, she loved the exhilarating freedom of riding on the motorcycle. She loved the wind rushing past her. She loved watching the scenery fly by in a swirl of color. And to be honest, she...