“Mhm? Yeah, of course,” she nodded.Then he reached for the wine and started to fill her glass. I imagine snapping that wrist in two and had to blink repeatedly to erase the unwelcome thought.“You're such a good employer, Mr. Colt,” I kept a grin plastered on my face as the older male lifted his ga
Sara looked scared as she rushed towards a beat-up Hyundai. She started to open the door when she froze. Her senses must've told her that someone was watching because she turned around abruptly. Thank Goddess for the large pickup truck driving past sluggishly. She would've seen me across the road.W
I feel a lump rise in my throat as I watched her get out of the car. The fact that she isn't married didn't mean there wasn't someone in her life. At least, it looks like there's a child.Other cars are parked at the school's driveway as children race out to meet their mothers or fathers. Most of th
Sara POVI couldn’t see my father during lunch as planned, but I was so glad the day was finally over. We would talk as soon as He's done with this round of customers."Jeremy gave me too much work when we got back from the business meeting," I explained. "I feel like he suspects something."My dad
Nick turned his back on me and stomped back to the SUV, parked some feet from the truck. Jake followed quickly behind him. My heart continued to hammer in my chest as I watched them both.He opened the driver’s side and sat down. But he didn’t attempt to start the engine. Instead, he seemed to be ba
As my son greeted Nick, his face immediately transformed into a shock that mirrored my one. Except his eyes were colored with joyful triumph. Two men approached the porch from behind him.I grabbed Alex’s hand, forcing it back down. “What did I say about talking to strangers?”“I saw him yesterday.
“You were going to run away with my child?" he began. "I should make you pay dearly for that! It's bad enought that -"“I already told you. He’s not yours!” I cut him off.“Cut the crap, Sara! The boy recognized me-”“Alex is a good-natured, friendly kid. That's he waved at you. It doesn’t mean he k
Nick POVMy eyes would not leave the back of Richard's head. In another situation, he would've known I was watching him. His senses would've picked it up if they weren't clouded from touching Sara.I kept smoothing the child's back to calm my own rising temper. Different thoughts play in my mind as m