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
She nodded. "I do believe that. I've spoken with Silvia for some more insight. The jury is out on her, but obviously she's been with the Demetris for a long time." I nodded. "Family. There's no need to question." "All family is above reproach?" "Family is family." Deloris nodded. "My gut says th
"You worked to gaslight Mrs. Fitzgerald..." I almost choked on the name. "...made the woman believe she was crazy, falsified legal documents, transferred her rights to her husband, and you're concerned that talking to me will risk your job?" She lifted the glass, brought it to her lips, and drank.
Oren "Mr. Demetri?" Deloris Witt said, her inflection sounding more like a question, as if she were somewhat surprised I'd be knocking on the door to her hotel suite. It wasn't like we had offices here in Savannah. We were dealing with the hand we'd been dealt. When she didn't ask me in, I went ah
My stomach dropped as I clung to the comforter. "What did you just say? What do you mean it was supposed to be...Davis...that's a name related to that Senate bill...right? The man at my party. Why? How?" "Your party? I don't know, but yes, he's a lobbyist. It was supposed to be controlled." "Shit,







