On an ordinary day, in an ordinary neighborhood, a knock on the door of an ordinary house leads to an extraordinary revelation. Detective Connor McLean is the man who came to call, carrying with him a child's accusation. Connor's visit ended Mariah Stavig's marriage and left her a struggling sin...
More than anything, Officer Nell Granstrom wants to stop history from repeating itself. Born to a sixteen-year-old mother, Nell had her daughter, Kim, at the same age. Now Kim's sixteen and has a serious boyfriend.But how much weight can Nell's words have? Years of living a careful life are over,...
She's sworn to protect her heart... After what Laura Vennetti and her son have been through, she's avoided all contact with the police. Then her son brings detective Ethan Winter into their lives. Despite how appealing - and gorgeous - he is, it's safe to say Ethan isn't her dream man... Immedi...
“Looking good,” she told Jeb Morris, a contractor with whom she’d worked before. These visits were almost a formality with Jeb; he knew enough to spot problems before they tripped him up. And he maintained high standards. A short, stocky man with a close-cropped beard, he pushed his hard hat back...
Guaranteed to send her running.Patience, Eric thought tensely. Finesse. Their lovemaking had to be good for Madeline. He knew in his bones that this was his one chance.He didn’t pull over to the side of the road to kiss her, much as he wanted to. He wasn’t sure they’d have gotten any farther if h...
He wasn’t making any long-term commitment to either her or her son, which meant the boy’s issues weren’t his business. He sure as hell had no right to judge her decisions.But damn, the itch to know more about these two people didn’t go away. It was just there, a constant irritation that got more ...
Troy bent his head to place his mouth close to Madison’s ear. “You know, this could be a big oops. What if somebody stole the capsule twenty-five years ago?” She allowed herself a small grin. “You think I’m that dumb?” Amusem...
It wasn’t. The pool was deep: so deep, he couldn’t see the bottom. So deep, he couldn’t tell how far down he was looking. Finally, desperate, he dove in, swimming down, down, down, his eyes open and his head turning. It seemed like forever before he saw anything. Despairin...
The scene between them last night had been awful. Emily had said really hurtful things, the worst being her accusation that Meg was glad Sabra was gone. Meg had been too stunned to respond. Fortunately, once she’d traced her pattern on the monk’s cloth she was using for th...
Now, he couldn’t set foot in his Tennessee hometown of Heartache without memories of Nina lambasting him from all sides. It didn’t matter if it was late summer when the trees lined the road, heavy with ripe fruit. Or if someone simply mentioned her name. Today, when both things happened at once, ...
He’d made the drive with lights flashing and siren screaming. He was ready to kill someone, to hell with the consequences. His headlights swept over three separate vehicles besides Bailey’s in the small clearing and a bunch of people who all swung his way. Son of a bitch, ...
She’d never in her life held such power over others. She was the martyr, suffering visibly; everyone else had to wait on her decision. And yes, she was probably genuinely scared and uncertain, but she was also petulant and, in a strange way, triumphant. Molly began to feel she didn’t know her at ...
Nolan asked. They were at his place on Sunday afternoon, sitting on the back porch steps watching Sean shoot baskets. Every time he dribbled the ball, Cassie bounded at it, barking. He was laughing, pretending she was an opponent on the court, maneuvering past her to put t...
He hadn’t even bothered to smooth out his ploy with “before I drive you back to my mom’s.” They both knew a “nightcap” meant she was sleeping over. His fingers brushed the skin of Vivian’s bare arms as he helped her out of her coat, and the smoothness burned through his bo...
One thing he’d discovered was that seeing her hurting made a fist close around his own heart, constricting his blood flow and even breathing. He didn’t like it, couldn’t understand feeling as much as he did for a woman he didn’t know that well. But damned if he wanted to think of her alone when...
I-5 south to Salem, then east through the Willamette National Forest to Santiam Pass. Not the easiest or quickest route home, but the most scenic. He didn’t know why he’d bothered, since he wasn’t in the mood for scenery. Every so often, though, he couldn’t help being pulled from his brooding by ...
So she was home. He didn’t know if that was good or not. Man, he should have stopped to grab a burger somewhere. Mom wasn’t likely to cook dinner tonight. He parked at the curb, killed the engine and winced at the jerk followed by a barely muted bang. Mr. Kowalski next door glared every time he...
“Are you sure they’re expecting us, too?” “I’m sure.” She could tell Conall was trying to sound relaxed. It was absolutely no comfort to her at all that he had failed. He didn’t want to be here. She and the kids were camouflage, and she, for one, di...
Julia stepped out, too. “They say they’ll be done by the end of the week.” “The hard part is done.” Workers had sunk the posts in concrete that already seemed to have set. Some of the crosspieces were in place. Pallets of six-foot cedar boards lay r...
She might be fascinated, but he suspected she was pretending. She was a Northwest native, and had seen the admittedly striking but also unchanging landscape before. He couldn’t quite figure out why he’d insisted on coming on this little jaunt. His being here didn’t have an...