What just happened? She’d left him frozen to the hallway floor like a love-struck youth. She’d turned away and slowly walked up the stairs with her beautiful behind shifting nonchalantly from side to side. All Will could do was stare after her, feeling as though he’d been ...
She snapped her gaze to Bette’s. “What if that’s Baxter rather than Adam?” Bette glanced toward the window. “If I know Baxter, he would’ve been carrying a damn knife.” She grimaced. “Chances are that won’t be Lacey on the other side of the door.” Laura closed her eyes as nausea rose on a vile wav...
Knowing he now had two pissed off women on his hands he thought it best if he separated them as soon as possible. He had a horrible feeling the night was going to go from bad to worse, the longer it went on. Placing his hand at the base of Kate’s spine, he steered her toward the lift. He punched ...
With one eye closed, she focused along the barrel of the gun at the smaller of the two men who’d accosted her and Stephanie as they’d approached the outskirts of the village. Even though Monica’s pulse thundered in her ears and her entire body trembled, she would not falter, would not take her ey...
Two hours before, the table had been shrouded in a white cloth, the same as the six dining chairs, sideboard, and small bookcase. The window had been draped in black, as had the mirror above the mantel. When she’d thrown back the covers and let in the hazy dusk light, she had thrown back the fina...
Her stomach knotted with nerves and her hands shook. As soon as Scott said the word date, panic had set in. Aside of the implication that a date meant he was taking her—and them—seriously, what made her nervous was the fact that she’d brought nothing suitable to wear. She’d rushed from the hotel ...
The irony was painful. Drowning his sorrows in liquor. What a bloody cliché. He needed to get a grip. So his fiancée had been sleeping with another man for seven months. Get over it. He wouldn’t be the first bloke to have his heart ripped out and slammed onto the public spike of humiliation. &nbs...
When he’d called Carrie half an hour before and she asked if he could meet her here, a million questions had been on the tip of his tongue, but he’d kept quiet. He hoped she didn’t plan on taking him up on his offer of skating when they were due at the doctor’s office in a while. Spinning around ...
Sasha immediately knew the meeting of minds John had planned for that afternoon would be promptly abandoned. Freddy had worn the expression of a bulldog chewing a wasp—and was about to burst a blood vessel—so Sasha shook off the stain of the morning’s events and dove straight into work. &nb...