Grace I shook my head. "Margaret, really?" "Goddess, I hope he's not here to tag along. I hate dead weight. And what happened to his face?" "Grace!" Jackson said, marching towards me. "I think you owe me an apology." Margaret looked at me. "Care to explain?" "No... Not really." She scoff
"Tested him how?" I asked. "You mean he hasn't seen any of the research?" "Not a page. I never shared any substantial data with Jackson," she explained patiently. "Neither did Seraphina. I've been keeping a close eye on the situation, and it seems Jackson hadn't been around Wolfe Medical as much a
Charles I took in her expression and the tangled mess of her scent. She'd had a long day. I didn't want to make it worse, but she deserved to know. There was also the fact that she was related to Asher to think about. "Let's talk about it. Is Eason awake?" She nodded. "I can get him." "Maybe
"I never said I wasn't." She scoffed, and then she frowned. "You said that... he would be free?" I watched as Grace's worry deepened, her thoughts clearly racing as she considered the possibility of Devin escaping justice. She might not want to think about Amy, but at least she wasn't clamming u
Grace Sunlight streamed through the window. I wasn't ready to get up. My whole body felt like goo. I could still feel Charles' tongue licking me, wringing orgasm after orgasm out of me until I could take him fully with one easy push. His fingers, warm and seeking, slipped over my hip and trailed
I slipped into the chauffeured car with more than enough time to make it to the restaurant without a problem. "I'm looking for the Mark table," I said. The hostess directed me to a table where a man was already seated. Fenris Mark seemed to ooze slime. His slicked-back hair and unnerving smile m
Grace I stormed into Wolfe Medical and headed down to the labs. My thoughts kept whirling, trying to remember if my father had said anything about the President. That medal of honor made me feel as though he had no problems with the President, but had he been dealing with the same President I was
"Eason, this is...this is horrific," I stammered, my voice quivering with a mixture of fear and fury. He nodded grimly. "This is kid stuff compared to what I'm sure they're going to put out." I looked at him and realized that he started to look feverish. Something in his ear kept flashing with a