The wall that we sat next to featured real bricks and wine grape vines growing up the side of it. As Noah pulled my chair out for me, the iron scraped against the hard ground. The authenticity—and Noah’s manners—made me smile. Noah ordered balsamic and rosemary-marinated Florentine steak, while I

Lisa had spent all week planning this dance party. It was a bit last-minute, but she wanted to get Lady Charlene Laurent in front of her father as soon as possible. She had no clue how far Crystal had dug her claws into Andrew, but she was certain that someone like the beautiful Lady Charlene would

I was enjoying a nice evening at home when I heard a pounding at my door. I looked out the peephole and saw that it was my landlord. Confused since I had already paid that month’s rent, I opened the door only enough to show my face. “Good evening, Mr. Schmidt,” I said in the most cheerful voice I

Andrew could not believe what he had learned. He recognized the names of the reporters on the tabloid articles about Crystal’s ex-convict status as those of Lisa’s classmates, and he connected the dots immediately. He would not let his daughter besmirch Crystal’s name like this, not to mention possi

Terri laughed. “No, I’m not. We’re just grabbing some lattes before we head over to that new Latin dance club on 5(th) Street. You want to come?” As much fun as that sounded, I knew that I couldn’t go. Where would I change into appropriate clubbing clothes? That was without mentioning that I did