No fumbling with locks—just a smooth transition from outside to inside, public view to privacy...exes to intimates. Somewhere deep in her mind, a voice screamed that she was making a huge mistake, allowing this man to crack the safe place she’d built to contain her feeling...
And none of that ‘I’m okay’ stuff. I held your hair when you threw up your first beer, so I’ve seen you at your worst.” Emma blew on her spoonful of tomato soup, waiting for an answer. Tara reached behind her chair to shut the door to Emma’s office, pondering how to put he...
Julia gathered a handful of the deep purple satin and tucked it under her chin, catching a whiff of Vitale’s clean, earthy scent, which still clung there. She breathed deeply and mentally tagged the scent as her favorite new aromatherapy. The to-do list for the next two days was long enough to ke...
He gave a push and propelled himself once again to the surface. He’d saluted the four directions and the sun. His final salute was always to Dunk. He broke the surface, clapped one arm to attention at his side, threw the other straight up beside his ear. Palm out, he made ...