Shattered Grace (Fallen From Grace) - Plot & Excerpts
The flames glinted an angry orange against the silver rage of his eyes. He was pissed. He had to know she was joking. It didn’t appear so. His gaze slowly swung from Grace to Darius, whom she’d just said was her ST. The muscle in his jaw twitched as his eyelids lowered into an even angrier glower. Darius tensed next to her, chest puffing like he was expecting to cock-a-doodle-do his way out of a possible confrontation. “Do you know him?” he asked, not taking his eyes from Quentin. “Uh-huh,” she said from the corner of her mouth. “He’s my ride.” The tension between the two of them was tangible, crackling hotter than the raging bonfire separating them. Grace didn’t want problems and she definitely didn’t want or need another fight. Reluctantly, she stood up, shoulders heaving as she took a breath. “I guess it’s time to go.” Darius stood next to her. “I thought you rode with Tommy and Emily.” “I did, he’s—” Grace pointed a thumb in Quentin’s direction, “—my DD.”
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