Week 163 – Playing hard to get
Jax’s arms were warm and strong around her, wrapping her up in a little bubble of safety that she hadn’t expected to feel this soon after her assault. He started to walk and panic sliced through her. Was he leaving …
Jax’s arms were warm and strong around her, wrapping her up in a little bubble of safety that she hadn’t expected to feel this soon after her assault. He started to walk and panic sliced through her. Was he leaving …
Waking up wasn’t a one step process. Mackenzie slowly became aware of the fact that she was floating. No not floating. She was being carried. Cradled gently in someone’s arms. There was cold air on her skin. On parts of …
Jax hurried through the hospital’s parking lot towards the alley. A call had gone in to the 911 dispatchers that someone had seen a woman being yanked into an alley, and since his boss knew he was here at the …
Mackenzie was tired of waiting. She was outside the hospital, having just been visiting her best friend Tayla who was lucky to be alive after being poisoned, shot, abducted and beaten, then shot again. She wasn’t sure the shock of …
She was floating. Floating away. “Please God don’t let her die.” Tayla heard the words, knew that Dean had said them, but she was still floating. She didn’t want to leave Dean, she didn’t want to leave him in the …
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