Tyrone’s downtown office sat high above the city—sleek, masculine, steel-gray and obsidian décor. The windows ran from floor to ceiling, offering a glittering skyline view that looked like it bowed to him. The city should bow. Tyrone sat behind his desk, shirt unbuttoned…
The air was thick with the scent of pine, smoke, and sweat. The firepit in the clearing behind the old Elk Ridge Tavern roared tall, crackling and spitting embers into the starlit sky. Cars and trucks were parked haphazardly around…
The ocean still echoed in Maddie’s ears when she woke, the scent of salt and sunscreen lingering on her sun-kissed skin. Her golden hair was tousled across the pillow, and her bikini top lay discarded on the floor next to…
After landing, Tyrone didn’t go straight to the office or the gym. He went home—to his sleek, masculine penthouse overlooking the skyline. Dim lighting. Black marble floors. Brushed steel accents. A fully stocked bar and a walk-in rain shower the…
Maddie had drifted between wakefulness and sleep for hours. Ever since she’d shut the door on Vanessa and Graham outside her room, her skin had felt electrified—every nerve ending alive, humming. She’d tried counting breathing exercises. Tried focusing on the…
Tyrone’s downtown office sat high above the city—sleek, masculine, steel-gray and obsidian décor. The windows ran from floor to ceiling, offering a glittering skyline view that looked like it bowed to him. The city should bow. Tyrone sat behind his desk, shirt unbuttoned…
The air was thick with the scent of pine, smoke, and sweat. The firepit in the clearing behind the old Elk Ridge Tavern roared tall, crackling and spitting embers into the starlit sky. Cars and trucks were parked haphazardly around…
The ocean still echoed in Maddie’s ears when she woke, the scent of salt and sunscreen lingering on her sun-kissed skin. Her golden hair was tousled across the pillow, and her bikini top lay discarded on the floor next to…
After landing, Tyrone didn’t go straight to the office or the gym. He went home—to his sleek, masculine penthouse overlooking the skyline. Dim lighting. Black marble floors. Brushed steel accents. A fully stocked bar and a walk-in rain shower the…
Maddie had drifted between wakefulness and sleep for hours. Ever since she’d shut the door on Vanessa and Graham outside her room, her skin had felt electrified—every nerve ending alive, humming. She’d tried counting breathing exercises. Tried focusing on the…