His motorcycle surged forward as he shifted gears. He had left the Pentagon as soon as he was released from lockdown. He wove in and out of cars as he shortened the distance between the Pentagon and the apartment complex where he and Kri both lived. He parked his bike in the no parking zone outsi...
“Kri, are you okay?” Jonathan peeked around the corner of my cubicle. “What’s going on?” I tried to rein in my tears. “It’s my cousin. She’s in the hospital. Something’s wrong with her transplanted kidney.” Patrick grabbed my hands. “Tell me how we can help.” “I’ll get her some coffee,” Jonathan ...
I murmured sleepily. Rafael set two cups of coffee on my nightstand. He climbed over me before crawling back under the covers. “Did you sleep well?” I flung my arm over his chest as I settled in under the crook of his arm. “No nightmares. None that I can recall anyway.” He smiled. “You didn’t cry...
I asked, hopping out of my jeep. “As ready as I’ll ever be,” Cenia replied cheerfully. She locked her car with the key fob. “Hey, Jase. How are you doing?” “Good… a little concerned about what I might be up against in there.” He jerked his head toward the storefront for David’s Bridal. “Me too,” ...