Stranded in a Cabin with My Best Friend’s Older Brother – Part 2
“The draft is coming from the window,” Liam murmured. He didn’t pull his hand away. Instead, his thumb traced the line of my jaw, a…
“The draft is coming from the window,” Liam murmured. He didn’t pull his hand away. Instead, his thumb traced the line of my jaw, a…
“Do you think the neighbors have a generator, or are we just doomed to freeze in the dark?” Liam asked this while leaning over the…
I didn’t tell him to stop. Instead, I reached up, caught the loose knot of his tie, and pulled him down to me again. Marcus…
We both froze for a second, listening to the heavy footsteps echoing down the marble corridor. Marcus didn’t panic, though his hand slid off mine…
My heels were killing me by 11:15 PM, and the cold takeout coffee on my desk tasted like wet cardboard. Everyone else on the 42nd…
