He should have said something. He should have at least told her that he didn’t give a shit if she cried. God knew, he’d shed his fair share of tears in recent months, deep in the dark of the night when no one would know that he’d compromised his all-important masculinity by letting his emotions g...
Witnessing his embarrassment, his self-consciousness, and not saying a word was one of the hardest thing she’d ever done in her life. But talking about the situation, drawing attention to it, wasn’t going to make it any easier. She knew that instinctively, on a purely gut level. Will needed to ma...
Stirring lazily, he smiled as memories from last night rushed over him. Then he pushed Tara’s hair out of his face, sliding a hand around her body and tucking himself more snuggly behind her. They’d slept well together, he and Tara—when they’d finally slept. She’d asked if...
He glanced at the seat behind him, but knew that the moment he sat he’d want to be on his feet again. It gave him the illusion that he was doing something. That he was prepared for this day. For this moment. Dennis and Melissa had been in with Lola for a while now, saying ...