What was the last thing I remember again? Oh, right. His voice. Calling my name.
"Harriet."
Disclaimer:
This is only a work of fiction. I do not support or condone any of the character's behavior. Moreover, this is not a romance book.
What was the last thing I remember again? Oh, right. His voice. Calling my name.
"Harriet."
Disclaimer:
This is only a work of fiction. I do not support or condone any of the character's behavior. Moreover, this is not a romance book.
"You're sorry?" he repeated, his deep and raspy voice reaching my ears from across the room.
I nodded.
His dark eyes the same shade as the night looked me up and down.
"Why don't you get on your kne...