“She hit the button again, holding her breath this time until she heard it. Soft, sibilant, as insubstantial as the breaths that came before: Shannon. The voice whispered Shannon. The blood rushed out of her head. Her heart knocked hard… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share Image
“Soon you catch your first glimpse of a vineyard basking in the sun, its broad leaves silently turning sunlight into sugar, ripening vitis vinifera, the European grapes that make the world’s finest wines. For a moment you might imagine you’ve been mysteriously wafted to the French countryside, but no, this is the East End of Long Island, the most exciting… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share
“Ralph, escort Ms. MacKinnon to get her stuff. Come right back out, and don't touch anything near the crime scene. I won't. Oh, I… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share Image
“She didn’t know Matt had followed her until he grabbed her shoulder, halting her headlong rush to nowhere. He turned her into his arms, pulled her against his chest, crushed her mouth in a searing kiss. “Shane,” he said when he raised his head from hers. “I love you. I love you.” Her heart opened and the wall inside her… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share
“She hit the button again, holding her breath this time until she heard it. Soft, sibilant, as insubstantial as the breaths that came before:… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share Image
“That’s when it hit him with the force of a fastball in the chest: He was falling in love with Shane MacKinnon. He hardly… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share Image
“Jordan loomed over her and a flash of light blinded her momentarily. The knife. Shane felt her newfound courage faltering, felt herself falling back… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share Image
