LOGINCharli's head went back and forth. "No shows. This is real." I smoothed her beautiful hair away from her face. "I think that means there isn't time for any pain medicine." "I-I don't know if I can do this." "Trust me, princess. You can do anything." Her eyes closed. "Doctor, it's so fast. Is it
After the New Year Nox "Dad, are you sure it isn't time for you to go back to London or maybe Savannah?" "You're stuck with us until our grandson arrives," Oren said with a grin. I eyed him up and down. "I do admit, this family-man thing is looking good on you." "I know...I should have tried it
She winked as her cheeks rose. "No need to talk about that anymore, Miss Adelaide. Now, let's go out there to the pool house and watch little miss open her presents. I've been out there. Lord a mighty! Santa definitely made it. I'd say he needed a backup sleigh for all them presents." "Remember, he
Christmas Morning Adelaide "Something smells wonderful," Oren said as we made our way down the stairs and toward the kitchen. "I have your coffee poured, and the calzones are almost ready," Silvia said. "Silvia," I said, taking in the counter filled with sweets. "You always outdo yourself." She
Guilty of murder exercising malice and aforethought. His sentence was for life with no possibility of parole. Over time the association with Montague faded away. Despite my grandfather's antiquated way of thinking, he had built a company that fostered success. As other headlines took precedence, t
Angi tilted her little head. "But when you were little, you lived at Grandma and Grandpa's big house. It doesn't snow there. Did you still get Christmas miracles?" "Baby, you're my miracle." She reached out and laid her small hand on my tummy. "And my baby brother, too?" "That's right." "So Sant
PastDreams, like fairytales, all come to an end. We wake or turn that final page. There's no escaping it. It may take days, years, or an entire lifetime, but forever doesn't truly exist. No matter how hard we wish or try, the end always comes.Nox's and my final day, the last day of my vacation, ar
He led me back to the bed. The searing stare he'd given me at the pool the day we'd met was but a tepid glance compared to the way he looked at me now. In this moment, our roles were clear. I was his for the taking, vulnerable to his whims and malleable to his touch. He had complete control.I'd nev
I shook my head. “I still need to go to my suite and get some clothes. I don’t think this robe or my black dress make very appropriate beachwear.”“Then the beach it is." He tilted his head. "You know, if we stayed here and swam in the private pool, what's under that robe would be perfectly acceptab
Six weeks earlierNox reached for the lapels of the robe and teased them apart.“Hey, Mrs. Witt,” I reminded.“Do you know how badly...” His husky tone was thick, sending tingles through me. “...I wanted to look under your robe the other night?”I rested my hands on his arms, making no effort to sto







