Sam Sheridan as described by Emerald Linton
It was stupid of her to expect that he'd hold back from something he thought he had to do. He wouldn't be Sam if he did. Nine months ago, she'd driven into Twilight and he'd pulled her over for a…
It was stupid of her to expect that he'd hold back from something he thought he had to do. He wouldn't be Sam if he did. Nine months ago, she'd driven into Twilight and he'd pulled her over for a…
His dark blue eyes, as mysterious and fathomless as the deep of the sea, had followed my movements throughout the evening as closely as I'd watched him, only his gaze was entirely more intimate than mine. For surely I didn't…
Quietly she slipped the chain on and cracked the door open. She was in no mood to be polite. "I'm sorry. I'm not interested in anything you might be selling. There is a no solicitation ordinance in this neighborhood, so…
The sound of heavy booted feet striding closer preceded a deep polished voice. "Is there a problem, Dobbs?" The tone and verve of the unknown man's voice vibrated in the air and ruffled my already quaking insides. The sensation intensified…