Troubled awake from a deep, cottony sleep, Elise Mitchell grew aware of the unnatural rhythm of her heartbeat. Lashes glued together over tear-swollen eyes, she concentrated, forced her lids open to the dark room. “Brian?” Her heart was beating too fast. Covers tangled her legs, and her silk nightgown clung to her damp skin. She must have had anoth...
Still, she could hear the waves lapping at the shore, their rhythm familiar and comforting. She secured the window and snapped on a night-light. Eric didn’t like being alone in the dark. Elise didn’t blame him. Lately, that’s the way she’d been feeling—alone in the dark. But no more, she decided as she left the room, intending to confront her husba...
Prepared to give him her unconditional support, she slid over the edge of the mattress. “Honey?” She touched his arm. No response. He lay there unmoving. Saddened, she slid against him, ignoring the reek of bourbon, seeking the comfort of closeness. She smoothed her hand across his stomach until her fingers met a warm and sticky substance. Her hear...
As the new security chief of Club Undercover, Logan Smith kept his eyes peeled for problems in the making. Having gone to Helen’s Cybercafé to replenish his favorite coffee beans for the employee lounge, he was aware of his environment as he strolled down Milwaukee Avenue, the downtown Chicago skyline a hazy silhouette in the distance. The Bucktown...
A moment later, he was escorting the stubborn woman into the boss’s office. “Sorry to disturb you, Gideon,” Logan said, “but I found this, uh… lady, sneaking around the club.” “I was just looking around.” She freed her arm and her gaze quickly brushed the silver-trimmed black furniture and deep-blue walls. “I like what I see, so I would be willing ...
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