He’d thought at first that the chance-met Rita Anteres was just a compassionate trash recycler. An attractive human, certainly, with big green eyes, short, tousled dark hair, and a slim, strong body, but a random person who’d help him out of the trash bin and be on her way. &nbs...
She didn’t even think of saying no, though she’d been asleep when he first touched her. It felt too good waking up to a man’s passion. It had been far too long. And never like this, with her hands stretched above her head and tied with a quick loop of rope to the headboard...
“All right, I guess. School’s great, and the contract web work is a lot better than being locked at one company full time. But I don’t feel like I’m connecting to anyone except you guys and Nick. Are people in Boston not very friendly?” “So it’s been rumo...
Misty spray drove into her face, fine yet drenching. Last night’s storm had passed, and she felt weak sunshine on her face. Close to the house, it felt warm and she’d laughed when Roslyn insisted on bundling her up. After all, it was summer, and when they’d hugged her hello, she’d realized Deck a...