LOGINIt’s been one week since the bomb of Tina possibly kidnapping Jo. One week of Maddox walking around like he wanted to murder someone. One week of blood transfusions and charting growth on the babies. Seven nights of restless nights, filled with dreams of Tina hovering over me with a knife. Each day,
Jo didn’t follow me into the office. “Tatum.” Steele had a fresh layer of sweat on his forehead. “We moved to the conference room since there was not enough space in the office.” His eyes looked at all the bread and then back up at me. “Have you had that ginger tea?” “No yet.” “Okay. Go inside bef
“NO!” Maddox started punching the wall. Each hit, I flinched at the pain he was feeling. “You are not fucking dying!” “What is going on?” Everyone filed into the makeshift shop. Peircy was watching Maddox with an expression I didn’t need to analyze. “She made her decision.” Blair gave me a sad s
“Why do you say that?” Cade asked, looking at me. “I don’t know. She just said she had the perfect plan to get her hands on you. That it won’t be much of a fight.” “I can think of only one reason why Tatum would willing turn herself in.” Peircy looked at me. “Who?” I didn’t recognize my own voi
“What do you want?” Maddox turned towards me and put his hand on my stomach. Looking up at him, I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face. “Chips, queso and salsa.”The amusement on Maddox’s face was obvious. I didn’t need to taste it to know he found this funny. “Is that all?” “Maybe s
No one moved a muscle. Maddox wasn’t looking at me, but I could taste the frustration on my tongue. If I understood anything, it was the future was always changing. Even if the future she saw came true, my babies would be thriving and Maddox would be around to see that. Even if I wasn’t. Truthfully,







