Maddie had drifted between wakefulness and sleep for hours. Ever since she’d shut the door on Vanessa and…
It was just past noon when Jack heard the familiar sound of tires crunching up the gravel drive….
The sound of an axe echoed through the trees—steady, rhythmic, powerful. Jack Johnson stood shirtless in the clearing…
The room was alive with breathy tension—bare skin, flushed cheeks, low moans filling the air like thunder before…
Jack stepped back just enough to let the warm air from inside drift out into the sunlit porch….