LOGINCharliSignature crimson flowed upward from the starched white collar of his shirt as Alton Fitzgerald stopped midstep and turned my direction. "It appears as though the prodigal daughter has returned."I didn't stop walking until I was right before him. "I want to see her.""You'll have to understa
"Alex," she asked as we neared Savannah, "have you heard of Mongolia Woods?""No.""It's a private facility west of Savannah that specializes in rehab for alcohol and drug addiction.""What? Are you serious? My mother is going to dry out?""Does she drink?""Yes, but not...well, it's never been a pr
"Of course you do.""I-I'm not sure if Alton...I don't know about staying at the manor. If Nox..." I'd never had a man stay with me in Savannah. I'd never had one who I wanted to have stay with me. All I knew was that if my mother was ill, the choice would be up to Alton, and I doubted he'd be as ac
CharliI stared in disbelief at the screen of my phone. I may have doubted that Chelsea had really been the one to send the text had it not been for the one line: does texting count? That was definitely Chelsea, the one to find the loophole in every agreement.I couldn't think about why she knew wha
He sat back on the edge of the bed with his back toward me.I crawled close and draped my arms over his broad shoulders, burying my cheek against his back."The coroner said that it happens," Nox said. His voice now filled with defeat. "He said she was probably having abdominal pain and that was why
Releasing his cheeks, I kissed one, and wrapped my arms around his chest with my head lying on his torso. I wanted to comfort him and be close. I wanted to support my strong boyfriend as he finally freed some of his shadows.Nox sighed and returned his arm to my shoulders as his words vibrated from
CharliAfter tossing and turning for most of the night, I woke early and decided that more sleep was not in my immediate future. The cold sheets were my stark reminder that I was alone. In only a short time, I’d grown accustomed to waking beside Nox, basking in the warmth radiating from his hard bod
I understood…Instead of being in college like I was, Luca worked his father’s crews, running some and second-in-command on others. At barely twenty, being the son of the head of the family, Luca had a reputation for following orders. I'd heard the rumors and seen the news. Luca was proficient at el
NoxThe right amount of briskness hung in the morning air to add a chill as we stepped from the lobby of Patrick's apartment building onto Fifth Avenue. Since I’d spent last night in a hotel—alone—I hadn’t received my daily weather report from Hudson, the doorman at my building. Undoubtedly, had I b
Twenty Years AgoOren“The party for my granddaughter, it was nice?” Carmine Costello asked as he settled against the large chair in his office.I was back in his home, back in Brooklyn. It didn’t matter that I had businesses to run and a wife constantly complaining that I wasn’t around. I was reply







