“Hello, spring!” she called. “Not quite,” I said, crossing my arms into myself. “Where’s Lucy? Is she meeting us here?” “She said she had to run an errand and would meet us at the restaurant.” I shrugged. “Come on.” She squeezed her hand through the crook of my arm. “It’s Monday, and it’s happy ...
Finn is a heavy sleeper and barely moved as I slipped out from under his arms. I left him slumped over nothing, as if I’d melted into the mattress beneath him. Or as though I was never there.I unlock the front door quietly, even though Nathan has to be up for work soon anyway. Ginger greets me as...
I wondered how Chicago-ettes would recover after reading that. After some consideration, I decided that my pity was for the male population. They’d have a hard time stacking up to someone like David Dylan. David Dylan and his affinity for big, green eyes. At the time of publication, he hadn’t yet...
“Maria, I won’t say it again,” David was saying, his voice hard-edged. “We’re done.” I watched as she blinked up at his towering frame. “But, David,” she replied in her buttery Latin accent, “I’ve been here years, waiting. I don’t deserve this. I deserve a real chance.” &n...
He didn’t know where Lola would go next, but this time he’d be ready. Beau found sitting still one of his greater challenges, but he worried if he went up, she’d go down, left or right.Two days he waited, during which his assistant arranged for him to meet with a couple startups, both of which im...