“Violet.” My name rumbled through the air like rolling thunder. He slowly pushed to his full, towering height. When his spine stiffened and his stony jaw clenched. I stepped deeper into the dancing shadows at the base of the stairs. His big body bristled with a rage that seemed to be waitin’ for permission to be unleashed.ĭid it make me a fool for wanting to remind him that this was where he belonged? That it was right for him to be adored? That he deserved to be loved? The man a storm where he sat like a stone fortress at the small kitchen table. When I made it to the landing, my breath hitched with the gust of energy that suddenly lashed and whipped through the stilled disorder. There was no longer anything I could do to stop the draw of the quiet chaos that waited in the darkened room below. As heavy and dense as my heart that thundered at a ragged beat. Within the old house, the silence was heavy and dense. The hum of it softly battered at the walls.
A breeze blew through the valley and billowed through the trees. Shadows danced across the walls and held the air in the steady peace of the night. I edged down the narrow staircase that led to the kitchen below. Most Titles are Free with Kindle UnlimitedĪ collaboration with USA Today Bestselling Author, Rebecca Shea
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