He gently moved Tiffany’s head from his shoulder, and slowly lowered it so she was lying on the couch. He checked the house phone and his cell just in case anyone had called. There were no calls. Although it was early there, it was lunchtime in Europe. So, he went into the kitchen and made his ca...
The pilot announced the plane was ready for take-off. He believed he was doing the right thing, but someone else wasn’t quite so sure. His girlfriend text messaged him calling him all manner of things for leaving like this. She was not happy and he knew it. “Don’t go, Scott. Please come home,” th...
She had showered and made breakfast for Scott. Her private jet was to arrive that afternoon for her return trip to California. It was just after 9:30 a.m. when Scott came downstairs, lured by the smell of bacon. “Guid morning,” he said as he put his arms around her and...