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
“Thank you.” His brows rose. “Yes?” “For telling me.” I knew how to play this damn game. “Please let me see her. I don’t care if she doesn’t know me. I want to be there for her now.” “New York?” I wanted to say that it wouldn’t go away. I prayed that if I spoke to Dr. Renaud, my opportunities w
The corner of his lips rose. His gray gaze momentarily met mine as he dramatically lifted his wrist and pulled back the cuff of his suit coat. “We should be to the manor in less than ten minutes,” he spoke into his phone. “Have everyone assembled in my office. I’m done with this farce.” I exhaled a
Mulling over each of Alton’s responses, I searched for a morsel of information. With each statement, I came up empty. Each sentence, each response, was calculated and well thought out. As the strobe of light continued to illuminate, I contemplated what I’d been told thus far. Both my mother and Jan
Alexandria I tried to process Alton’s words… Christmas wedding. Suzy. His question… Will Adelaide be well enough to attend? And finally, his declaration… Welcome home. The words formed phrases in my native language. I understood each one individually, but not combined. Their meaning—in the o







