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
I could have walked out. I could have avoided twisting the proverbial knife, but I told her the truth when I said I was bad. I had one of the best teachers and too many years to perfect the craft. The words and cold tone came with ease. "Coffee?" I asked, nodding toward the cup on the table beside
"She's my daughter, our daughter," I protested. "You can't take her away from her mother. My father will never allow it. The courts won't allow it." "Really? You're going to let me drag this through court?" He shook his head. "I don't think so. I think I know too much about Montague Corporation and
"Did you say goodnight to Alexandria?" "Earlier, yes." "Earlier, when Jane took her for her bath, or earlier, once she was in bed?" I reached for the light near the bed and turned the knob. "I can't seem to do anything right in your eyes." "Why are you here? You haven't been in our bedroom in a
"This isn't the turn of the century. I don't see why divorce is still considered such a failure." I leaned back and inhaled. My chest rose and fell yet the air didn't come. It was this world—the world we were born into—where life was unforgiving, and if I didn't do something soon, I would become an







