Dark Curves (Dangerous Curves Book 6) - Plot & Excerpts
Yeah, she’d only looked at it two minutes earlier, so it was a silly, futile thing to do, but she did it anyway. It was an oddly soothing gesture, despite its pointlessness. She took a deep breath, reminded herself that Tony would be back from the bank soon, and no doubt about that. Over the past three months or so, she’d gotten much better about letting him out of her sight, but that didn’t mean that she liked it. She washed the last dish, set it in the drying rack, then busied herself with wiping down the counters, folding all the dishtowels – even the ones that she hadn’t used – rearranging all the food in the fridge, making a cup of tea that she let go cold on the table in front of her clenched hands. Night fell, and time passed, and still, Tony wasn’t back. Val was just seriously considering calling him, just to set her mind at ease, when she heard a vehicle approaching. She shot to her feet, dashed across the kitchen, stood in front of the large picture window above the sink.
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