Drip. Drip. Drip. The sound penetrated the haze Tayla was trapped in, irritating her and nudging her out of her cosy little cocoon of peace and darkness. Was the tap in her bathroom dripping? The kitchen tap had been giving …
Week 153 – What do you want, Jason?
What do you want, Jason? The words seemed to be stuck on repeat in his mind, he kept hearing them over and over again until he felt like it was driving him insane. The voice. It was Tayla speaking those …
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 …
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 …
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 …