LOGINHis volume grew and spittle rained with each phrase he spat."As it is, I’m not allowing you to make any more decisions.” Crimson moved upward filling his saggy neck like a cloth-absorbing dye and creeping onward toward his cheeks and ears.“Alton, calm down. Bryce didn’t mean…” Though Suzanna's wor
“Uncle Alt—”A heavy hand landed upon my shoulder. “Where do you think you’re going?”I turned, perspiration dotting my skin as my shoulder shuddered with Alton’s touch. Fighting the urge to flinch away, I nodded toward the lawn at the few people standing below and answered, “To talk to the guests o
AlexandriaPatrick’s eyes met mine before he looked at his watch. It was his silent plea, and he was right. I needed to leave; however, since Bryce had left Alton’s den, he hadn’t left my side. With each glass of champagne or tumbler of whiskey, his enthusiasm for our marriage grew.“I’m happy,” Mil
I shook my head. “I don’t know. Patrick didn’t know. Only that Charli had a plan.”Trust me. Her words came back as I once again paced, my shoes becoming covered by a fine layer of red dust. Trust—I’d asked that same thing of Charli many times. Now it was my turn. I fucking hated the wait. It was he
NoxMy shoes pounded the Georgia clay. Back and forth I paced, watching my phone: the time, Charli’s app, and Oren’s texts. The sky was dark, barely a sliver of moon lighting the expanse from the woods to the manor.“Are you sure she can find the way?” I asked Isaac.“It’s not difficult. You can see
“No. You’re also not a doctor. If I don’t have a gurney in less than three minutes, you’ll no longer be a night nurse at Magnolia Woods. ”If I hadn’t known that Deloris was watching his every move through the Magnolia Woods security feed, I may have been concerned. I wasn’t. My attention was focuse
"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. S
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 the sh
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 ahea
AlexandriaI released Patrick's neck as tears prickled my eyes. "I've missed you.""Well, not anymore, little cousin, I'm here." He reached for my hand and eyed the garish diamond. Wiggling his eyebrows, he said, "Let the celebration begin!"He was too jovial, even for Patrick. My eyes narrowed.He







