How is a person supposed to deal with that kind of knowledge? Yet, I am the only one to blame. *** I knew next to nothing about the father of my son, hadn’t seen him since that first, and only, fateful night. If I screwed up my eyes and concentrated hard, he appeared handsome enough in my mind’s ...
My writer buddy Keri Lake strongly hinted at (more like demanded) a saucy short story for Ethan, and as soon as it got mentioned in my street team, and Terri Rochenski jumped on board with the demands, I'd pretty much got a mob after me for Ethan's hot tale. And your love for this little story is...
Within the forest border, I awaited her the following week. She did not arrive. Stepping to the path, I peered toward the modest stone structure beyond the oaks. Nothing. My yearning for her would not allow me to walk away, though. Like an ensnared predator, I stalked left and right, eyes never o...
Josh dropped half of his food en route to his plate. Sean smeared gravy into my hair when he failed to fully close his mouth whilst burrowing and chewing at the same time. The rest of the pack clattered forks to their plates in between mouthfuls and sat gazing my way like halfwits during each rou...
From there, we headed east again, rounding back on ourselves until at the south entrance to Witchurch. On our tour of the locality, the clouds dispersed for an hour or two, remerging to conceal the blue of the sky. Small breaks allowed brief peeks of the warming rays, whic...