Blurb Declan Fitzpatrick is supposed to be dead. But that’s only one of the reasons I’m surprised to find him on my doorstep, bloody and broken in the middle of the night. The head of the Irish mob has been a thorn in my side for years now....
Chapter 9 LYRIC “Why are you only wearing one shoe?” Pete asks. I set my coffee mug down on the table and lean over to look underneath it at my feet. Huh, he’s right. I have a sandal on my left foot and the other one is just free balling it....
Chapter 22 YURI The morning sun warms my skin. Too warm actually. Ugh, I hope I don’t end up with a sun burn on my back. I’m either going to have to be better about remembering to close the curtains before I go to bed or start putting sun block on as part of my...
Chapter 8 LYRIC I thread my fingers between Yuri’s so I don’t lose him in the dark. The light from the bonfire is a flickering dot in the distance and the half moon overhead doesn’t help much. I know the way though....
Chapter 7 LYRIC The sand is soft between my toes and the sun is shining. A moment this perfect calls for a celebration. I pluck the joint from behind my ear, slip it between my lips, and fish the lighter out of my pocket....