“How many others will come, Ivy? How many more will appear to kiss my wife goodbye?” Crap-shit! No Midnight? She rolled her eyes. “No one else. I promise.” Carson turned his blue gaze on her, cold and menacing. “Do you… — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“I have something for you, Midnight.” She closed her eyes, not looking at him. “What now? A leash perhaps?” — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
