Here’s the thing about a secret workplace romance. In the beginning, you’re on a high. Every stolen moment feels like a shot of adrenaline straight to the heart. You get butterflies on your way in to work, it’s exciting and dangerous and the sex… is amazing.
He said something about hell raining down on me. Never imagined hell would look like you.
I would so make it worth your while.
You never told him how you stood in line for an hour just to get your book signed? How his novels got you through your mother’s death?
Handcuffed together that long? I’m surprised you two didn’t kill each other.
Yeah, well, there were a couple of moments.
Nothing - not even another murder on the beach, could stop her
from getting exactly..