All Chapters of Worth Waiting For: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Landon lowered himself towards the ground and inched closer to the voices floating through the dark. His footsteps were undetectable and subtle as Landon inched through the warehouse, his tennis shoes light against the concrete. He made sure to weave between the metal shipping containers carefully as to not make any noise. He needed evidence and if he got caught, he would lose his chance. Landon’s steps slowed as he came closer to the voices. He slowly ducked behind a large metal container and reached for his phone. Landon quickly turned down the brightness of the screen and pressed the recording button. The red button flashed and started counting to signal it was documenting sound.Landon held his breath and stalked towards the light. The voices picked up their volume as he crept closer to the lit room. The small crack in the door shed a sliver of light along the ground. Landon stopped his approach just before the crack and focused on keepi

Brooklyn glanced down at her phone again from inside the laundromat. She was hoping her car would last her a little longer, at least until she had to marry Vincent. Now that didn’t seem like a possibility with the

Landon knew Vincent was giving him directions, but he had a hard time focusing on what he was saying. He had a perfect view of Brooklyn from where he was. She was sitting down in her office, a large window giving him a perfect view of her curvy body. Her light blonde hair was now thrown up in a bun. She had changed her clothes to look more professional and a pair of reading glasses were perched on her perfectly straight nose. Her fingers flew over the keys of the computer and her brow furrowed in concentration as her mind remained focused on the screen in fr

Luckily, Brooklyn knew where she was because she’s driven this way for years. She knew that there was a bed and breakfast down the street that she might be able to squeeze into tonight. It would take even more money, but luckily Brooklyn was hyper-focused on budgeting, so she knew she could afford one night of trouble followed by the tow in the morning. Despite having lived in southern Seattle for years, the mud and constant rain was something she still wasn’t used to.

Landon took another deep breath to control the urge to reach out and snatch his mate. He couldn’t take his eyes off her as she rinsed another dish and set it on the rack to dry. She insisted on doing the dishes after he cooked their simple dinner. Landon wished he knew she would be here tonight. He would have bought more food and hid his alcohol stash if he knew this would end up happening. After Brooklyn&