when a knock at the front door interrupted her. “This guy is something else!” she muttered to no one. “He needs to get a life, or a hobby, something,” she continued as she stomped through her bedroom past the kitchen. By the time she’d reached the living room, she’d gott...
Wrapped in his arms, she felt calm, safe. Desmond was the only person who truly understood her. All her life, she’d never had a true place among any group she’d ever been a part of, and those had been few and far between. Most of the time, she’d been alone. Moving from town to town, whether i...