It was on Jenni Beth’s mind way too much. She’d let her guard down, and Cole had crept in. The day they’d ridden the Harley to Random Salvage, then stopped for lunch had been too intimate, too enjoyable. They’d laughed and shared a fun day. When she...
Thankful he hadn’t checked any baggage, Brawley swung the strap of his carry-on over his shoulder and headed for outside. New York air, heavy with late spring heat, smog, and noise, hit him the second he stepped through the doors. And this was the world Maggie chose—just a...
Cool air blasting from the vents, the radio at full volume in his parents’ cherry-red Cadillac Escalade, he followed the flow of the crush of traffic around him. He sang along with Garth, his thumb drumming on the steering wheel. He might be dusty boots and even dustier da...