The next morning, when our eyes were dry and the offer was still on the table, I accepted. I showered and got dressed for my day while Jackson sat up in bed. I imagined that he stayed there for the next few hours, pained as he drew up the terms of our agreement. After se...
After leaving the shack, we’d walked aimlessly for almost two hours. Our feet were craving rest by the time we stumbled upon the moonlit park. It stretched across so many blocks that we couldn’t see its end. All we saw was a brick path lined with unlit street lamps and benches. It was a perfect f...
“Mind if I join?” Wiping the fog off the glass, I turned to see that he was already shirtless, undoing his belt. Christ. The sound of his jangling buckle always sent the blood instantly rushing to my lips, cheeks and thighs. By the time he opened the shower door, my fing...
I tried not to think about it as I weaved through my section at Alma’s, the Upper East Side diner I’d been at since leaving my job at the elementary school. It was a mindless gig and busy enough to keep me distracted. All I really had to do was smile, refill coffee and listen to anecdotes about...
“What is it.” Sawyer heaved a sigh. “Look, I’ve known you for a long time. I know you’re not actually behind Jackson right now, and that you have your reasons for acting like you are. But whatever it is you’re doing to get Lara out of this situation, you need to do it f...
I shut up. He was the reason I was in this situation but I would be lying to myself if I said that I didn’t want to be here. I liked his world. I felt guilty about it but I had to admit that I found it endlessly fascinating. Him. The hotel. The ...