“It’s all right, I got off the ship okay. I’m alive,” he said again. But his voice sounded different now. “I said… — Angie Frazier Copy Share Image
“Celebrating something?” she asked. A wicked smile formed on his lips, showing off his dimples. “Just a good night’s sleep.” She smiled,… — Angie Frazier Copy Share Image
“Camille heard the rustle of grass. She opened one eye and saw Oscar settling down beside her. “We can spare a few… — Angie Frazier Copy Share Image
“Oscar’s breath warmed the back of her head, his lips brushing against her hair, loosened from a braid. He drew a lock… — Angie Frazier Copy Share Image
