Author: Jane Blythe

Week 152 – This is taking forever

“This is taking forever.” The words stirred her from her dark, little cocoon. She didn’t want to wake up, she wanted to stay here, safe and warm, she was tired, she needed more sleep before she could venture out. A

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Week 151 – More than anything

Bullets ripped through the front windows. Glass shattered everywhere. Pain sliced through his arm. Tayla gasped and slumped forward and he knew she had been hit too. Dean snatched her up, grunting through the pain, and ran through the house

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Week 150 – Found a pounding rhythm overwhelming him, like he thought his heart was in her tiny hands

A decade worth of hurt and confusion and anger melted away the second her lips touched his. Tayla had thought she’d hated Dean for what he had done to her up until the second he had told her that devastating

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Week 149 – On their way to his apartment

He was in trouble. Dean hadn’t meant to declare that he intended to win Tayla back but as soon as the words were out of his mouth he realised that they were true. He wanted to explain to her why

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Week 148 – He didn’t know how he would convince her, but she had no choice but to go home with him.

This couldn’t be happening. Tayla would almost rather that Dean thought she was a killer than to know that someone had killed four of her patients and then tried to come after her. Someone wanted her dead. Or worse. Maybe

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