Joey knew he was in serious trouble if Vinny was comparing him to his dad. The heavy-handed bastard had “run off” years ago, and Joey was pretty damn certain his uncle had killed him. “Yeah,” he said, trying to put some enthusiasm in his voice. His mother was a relentless nag, but Vinny though...
CHAPTER EIGHT TUCKER stared through the windshield of a powder blue Volkswagen Beetle, failing to be charmed by the fresh daisy in its little glass container. He’d been working. Despite the fact that he’d really just used it as a convenient excuse to avoid the neigh...
“That’s disgusting.” She looked over the dry, crusty top of her otherwise soggy bun, into the disapproving gray eyes of her dining companion. “You’re just saying that because you’re a doctor.” Justin Wellington – tall, dark and censorious – frowned...
There was no denying that aside from having a great personality, a keen mind, and a body that made her want to pull on her hiking gear and launch an expedition, Jordan Wellington was fun to be around. She looked at him over the stingy remains of the pizza – half loaded, half plain – that sat bet...
Sadie nodded her agreement. “We clarified that confusion a while back.” He leaned over and gently captured her smile with his lips. “Water,” he repeated, as he forced himself to break the kiss. “Before I’m forever destined to think of the smell of manure as some kind of...
“So how long do you need before you can meet me at the sheriff’s office?” she wanted to know. “It would probably be politic of me to let you make the introductions, since you’re the invited party guest and I’m the crasher.” One thing that Clay had to give Kim, she never t...