LOGINCharli's head went back and forth. "No shows. This is real."I smoothed her beautiful hair away from her face. "I think that means there isn't time for any pain medicine.""I-I don't know if I can do this.""Trust me, princess. You can do anything."Her eyes closed. "Doctor, it's so fast. Is it all
After the New YearNox"Dad, are you sure it isn't time for you to go back to London or maybe Savannah?""You're stuck with us until our grandson arrives," Oren said with a grin.I eyed him up and down. "I do admit, this family-man thing is looking good on you.""I know...I should have tried it soon
She winked as her cheeks rose. "No need to talk about that anymore, Miss Adelaide. Now, let's go out there to the pool house and watch little miss open her presents. I've been out there. Lord a mighty! Santa definitely made it. I'd say he needed a backup sleigh for all them presents.""Remember, he'
Christmas MorningAdelaide"Something smells wonderful," Oren said as we made our way down the stairs and toward the kitchen."I have your coffee poured, and the calzones are almost ready," Silvia said."Silvia," I said, taking in the counter filled with sweets. "You always outdo yourself."She grin
Guilty of murder exercising malice and aforethought.His sentence was for life with no possibility of parole.Over time the association with Montague faded away. Despite my grandfather's antiquated way of thinking, he had built a company that fostered success. As other headlines took precedence, the
Angi tilted her little head. "But when you were little, you lived at Grandma and Grandpa's big house. It doesn't snow there. Did you still get Christmas miracles?""Baby, you're my miracle."She reached out and laid her small hand on my tummy. "And my baby brother, too?""That's right.""So Santa wi
Oren"Explain why you're here in this house!"Who was he speaking to?The voice bellowed from the front of the house like baritone thunder. Each rumble brought back a memory. With Adelaide right in front of me, the most prevalent recollection turned my stomach, taking me back to a bar in California.
I shrugged as I sat. “Maybe I’ve never actually said those words to her.”She reached out to my hand. “But they were true?”I nodded. “I’ve never lied to you.”“Then it’s time. Life is too short. Now, you were still trying to convince me that my daughter is here and yet it’s after three and I haven’
Maybe it wasn’t gone?Adelaide settled her head against my shoulder as I stepped as gingerly as possible. She was light, too light. We were on our way to the dining room so Adelaide could eat whatever it was that Silvia had prepared. Dr. Rossi had said to take eating slowly, but damn, I wanted to fi
“No, Mrs. Fitzgerald, you don’t owe me anything. Alex needed to know what was happening with her mother.”“Thank you.”As the women spoke, my eyes met Lennox’s. Adelaide was right. My son was the younger reflection of me, the better parts of me, the parts before I’d sold my soul. In his eyes was my







