Locking the door felt odd—she didn’t have a single memory of her grandmother ever carrying a key. But the house was her responsibility for the summer, and she couldn’t bear the thought of anyone breaking in. She wished she had the money to buy it herself. Losing this place was going to be like lo...
He’d spent the day home instead, holed up on his couch in front of the TV. He hadn’t spoken to Jamie all week. It was killing him, but he knew he’d done the right thing. She’d given up on the exciting life she’d always wanted because it would’ve meant not being near him, a...
She hadn’t been able to sleep again. Maybe all the sex had supercharged her body somehow. It was awesome, not being tired, but if she didn’t get a little rest, she’d be a basket case at the karaoke bar tonight. So she’d crept out of bed and gone through Rafe’s things until...
Brady yanked open the door to Barrel ’n’ Flask and ripped off his coat. “Longest. Week. Ever.” It had been a long week for Jack too. He’d thought about Lilly far too much, picturing all the ways to make her come harder than she could possibly imagine. He was thinking about...