His heart ached with the rampant, reckless ruin of lives. Willful destruction always horrified him. The explosion had thrown bricks and cement over a ten-block radius. The sluggish wind picked up the lightest dust particles and coated the entire Portland metropolitan area with the abrasive grit. ...
A buzz of low-grade arousal tingled his nipples and cock. Valerie must be here. He rolled over and opened his eyes. There she was, standing in his doorway. She had changed her clothes during the night. Faded blue jeans clung to her gently curved hips. A gray sleeveless T-shirt concealed her breas...
She hurriedly drank to chase away the bizarre sensation of the tablets in her throat. She had already made the mistake of grinding the vitamins up and stirring the powder into her drinks. She’d never tasted anything more repulsive. Clad only in a faded black tank top and panties, she pushed aside...