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
Nox leaned closer, his hand back on my thigh. His fingers splayed. "I'm most confident I can keep you awake."When the tray of cannolis, tiramisu, biscuits, and slivers of cheesecake arrived, I helplessly shook my head. "No, I can't." Nox graciously declined the dolce—the sweet ending to our meal—e
I tried, I did. But I didn't have time for backyard barbeques or football games or any of the other thousands of things she wanted to do.If it weren't for Silvia—Carmine's present for doing my duty nearly five years ago—I'd feel guiltier.Who would have thought of a person as a gift?That was essen
AdelaideOnly a few steps behind, I entered Alton's office and stepped into his cloud of malcontent. My eyes searched the regal room. Beyond the large windows was only darkness, a contrast to the stark illumination within. The bookcases, filled with treasures that belonged to my father and his fathe
OrenThirty Years Ago"Mr. Demetri," Nikki, my newest secretary, said as she opened the door to my office. "Daryl Frazier is here to see you."I glanced at the clock on the corner of my desk. He was five minutes early—as far as I was concerned, a point in his favor."Show him in, and bring us both c







