“It’s just…this is so different from anything I’ve ever done.” I was frowning at the table, twisting a cocktail napkin between my hands. 2,460 more words
Once Richard was recovered, he took me out to dinner at one of those restaurants with reservations booked out for a year. We hadn’t spoken since the day of the surgery, and I didn’t know if he remembered anything he’d said while he was coming out of it. 2,147 more words
I just couldn’t forget that kiss.
Richard was haunting my dreams even more than usual, now. And even though I’d fulfilled at least part of my end of the bargain, I hadn’t even started thinking about how to get my reel ready for him to give to Spencer Holloway. 3,478 more words