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
"No, why would you? You've loved her for many years. It must feel good to have your son make the request you've wanted to make. What happened? Did she ask you to spare him?" He waved his hand. "Women, they can be so emotional, even when it's not warranted." We stopped talking as a waitress dressed
Oren I'd made the drive from Westchester County—Rye to Brooklyn—hundreds if not thousands of times. Through the years I'd seen the changes, the improvements. The roads had become highways. The highways expanded. Theoretically it should have lessened the time needed for the commute. That was in theo
"Also one stopping Mr. Spencer from going near Chelsea," Deloris added. Even without Chelsea pressing charges, her cheek gave reason for a restraining order against Bryce. Mr. Owen hadn't requested an order for me with Bryce or one for Chelsea with Alton, but between the two of us, we had them both
Alexandria The small room exploded in a chorus of retorts. Suzanna's skin paled until it filled with red, her blood running to parts unknown and then rushing to the surface. She wobbled on her too-high heels until she found her voice. "What the hell? Her? What the hell?" Her distaste for foul lan







