INICIAR SESIÓN“I agree with Victor. I mean, look at the way they’re staring into each other’s eyes. And look,” I say, pointing to the caption. “They’re planning on a Christmas wedding. Why would she announce that, if she’s planning to dump him for Grayson in a few days?. I’m afraid Mr. Bennet might be the one in
I go to the door to let him in.“Victor,” I say cheerfully, “Come in, come in,” I say embracing him and letting him kiss my cheeks.“How is little Xavi doing?”“Oh, you know, the great thing about kids is that they’re so resilient. We’re thinking about having a couple of sessions with a therapist, j
As I stare at them, I know, life doesn’t get much better than this. And I’m so unbelievably thankful to have us all safe under the same roof.The awkward moment came when we had to explain that the doctors hadn’t been able to save Mika. Our sweet boy wept for her as we held him in our arms.He’d loo
We shower together and tenderly make love to each other. Both are just so thankful to be back in each other’s arms. Too excited to sleep, I check the monitor for the hundredth time to confirm Xavi is still there. Satisfied, I turn over to find Sebastian lying on his back staring up at the ceiling.
“Right, maintain the status quo.”“Only now, I’m ready to put a fucking hole in Carson’s head. How do I know you didn’t set this whole thing up from the start to paint Carson as the villain? Maybe you want him out the picture so bad, you’re hoping I’ll take him out for you.”Grayson raises his hands
When I’m close enough, Bennet steps forward, extending a hand.“Grayson Bennet.”His handshake is firm, but not crushing like in some juvenile show of power.“Sebastian Petrosky,” I reply and sit in the seat he indicates across the table from him.“So, you attended Princeton,” I say, letting him kno
“How did I end up with you?” she says in a voice filled with acid. “How were you involved in the kidnapping plot? What part did you play, Luther?”“I…uh,” comes his fumbled response. Clearly, he underestimated her, and she’s wrong-footed him.“Were you working for the Winchesters? What did they prom
“I will, just bear with me. Dad, do you remember what was happening with the Obsidian leadership about twenty-seven years ago, when baby Abigail arrived on the scene?”Paul glares openly at his son. “Really now, Gray. I don’t have time for these games.”“Please, this will all make sense to you in a
“Right, then,” Richard says. “So, you’ve got my number and—”“Yeah, we’ve got your number,” Grayson replies coolly. “We’ll be in touch if we think of anything else.”“Thank you, Richard,” I quickly add with a gracious smile. “Anything you can do to get the word out would be greatly appreciated.” I c
“Do you want some coffee or something to eat?” he asks me and gestures over at the bag of croissants and donuts we picked up at a drive-thru before we checked into the motel.“Thanks, but I’m too nervous to eat,” I say as I take my seat. “I really hope these guys can help us. Right now, it feels lik







