The arteries along the side of his throat pulsed with every heartbeat. Eion skidded his Silverado to a halt in front of the Wilson home, dust clouds swallowing the pickup and drowning the beams of his headlights. Play it cool, Mandrake. He sucked in a deep breath. Could be a coincidence that fort...
Kaleb stood there fresh from his shower with his hair damp and loose around his shoulders, wearing nothing more than the black denim he’d arrived in at the cabin. The past forty-eight hours had been the most surreal of Landry’s life. He, Rosa, and Kaleb had made love in every room of the cabin. T...