LOGINHe gives me an empathetic smile. “It could be more complicated than that. The reasons could be multifaceted or more nuanced than you thought.”I nod pensively, taking it all in. Once again, I’m grateful Grayson is with me to help me navigate this quagmire.I slip my hand into his. “Thanks for being
I chuckle as I stare at Grayson sitting next to me in our first-class seats.“Do you really think anyone’s going to be fooled by the baseball cap and shades?”He grins. “You don’t know your dad’s not tailing you. He seems awfully curious about your plans this weekend.”“Luther was just pissed that I
I drop my head and groan my frustration into my glass of pinot noir.What if our last hours were all an illusion, and in his mind, it really was the final goodbye? My heart sinks like a stone at the thought. I know it can’t go on, but I’m not ready for it to be over. Please let us have one more week
“Leave this work for the others. You are meant for so much more. You’re a Harrison, for crying out loud.”“Other people like who?” I say, careful to keep my voice down. The whole office needn’t know how much of a pretentious snob my dad can be. “We’re short-staffed as it is. Very few attorneys are w
It’s Tuesday morning, the first day I’ve awakened since Friday without Grayson Bennett in my bed. My mind is still reeling from this weekend, and my body has a pleasant ache one might have after running a marathon. Everything was so surreal, from Grayson showing up unannounced at my door to him admi
Her shoulders slump. “So, you don’t think that I should go see her.”“I just wonder if it would do more harm than good.” I rub my hands over my face. “Kind of like me overstaying my welcome.” I turn to look at her. I can already see the sorrow in those lovely eyes. “I should go now.”Her brow furrow
The talk that Grayson had with Holden Sinclair must have really worked. He hasn’t tried contacting me in nearly two weeks. I still can’t believe he has the temerity to tell Grayson he kisses me. How Holden walks out of there alive is beyond me. Not that Grayson has a bad temper or anything, it’s jus
By the time I leave the office, the sky is pitch black, the city's lights twinkling like distant stars. I drive home in a daze, my mind numb with exhaustion and despair. As I pull up to my apartment building, a wave of relief washes over me. At least I still have this place, this tiny refuge from th
Marks opens his mouth, but no words come out. He’s a fish out of water, gasping for air.“He’s a liar and a cheat,” Miller continues, his voice rising. “He’s been lining his pockets with dirty money for years, and he’s finally getting what he deserves. He’s going to jail, and he’ll never see the lig
Two days. It’s been two soul-sucking, hair-graying, partner-pleasing days since Ruiz vanished like Houdini on steroids. I keep telling myself she’s just gone to ground, ducking the mob’s radar until the coast clears—but my gut isn’t buying it. Our private investigators have come up empty, and I’m tw







