For an instant he wasn’t sure what had woken him then he heard the whimper. Mac. Silently, he climbed from the bottom bunk and stood, watching her shadowed face. She appeared young and vulnerable with her hair loose, lying in tangled curls across her pillow. Another sob emerged and her face screw...
Dare rose from behind his desk and came around to greet her, hands outstretched in welcome. Dressed in a smart charcoal-gray suit with a black shirt and black-and-gray tie, he appeared handsome and successful. But he wasn’t Nikolai. “I’m fine.” She wondered how to avoid a kiss without making a bi...