“She gazed back at him, her mouth open, gasping for air. Her white blouse rose and fell with each panting breath. She shook her head. “No. We can’t. I’m sorry.” His gut twisted. He wanted to shout, “Why? Why can… — Bonnie Dee Copy Share Image
“That’s a loaded question.” His eyes flashed and not in a good way. “You sure you’re ready for the answer?” His brow hitched up a notch. “Ah…” I suddenly found it hard to take a breath. He shook his head… — A.E. Davis Copy Share Image
