Category Archives: Chapter 04

Teague closed his eyes, wrapping his free arm around her and resting his chin against her hair. Her arms shifted to his waist, hugging him and their son closer to her. Kira sighed softly. “You didn’t just wake up because … Continue reading →

“You know,” Teague whispered to his son, “when I met your mum in Chicago, it was chance—maybe it was fate. I didn’t see her, she didn’t see me. We walked right into each other. Then I saw her face and … Continue reading →

Their son fussed softly in his cradle. Teague could hear him faintly over the sound of Kira snoring softly. She’d been a little stuffed up lately and had only just fallen asleep. He closed his eyes for a moment and … Continue reading →

“Hey,” Gray said, his voice gentle. “Aoife, you don’t have to cry. Are you okay?” “Yes,” she grated, then sighed. “No. It’s complicated.” “Family tends to be,” Gray agreed, sliding his arm around her shoulders again. She leaned into his … Continue reading →

“We got into all kinds of trouble when we were growing up,” Aoife said softly once she found her voice again. “Our parents couldn’t figure out what to do with us, how to keep us out of trouble. We ran … Continue reading →

“So what’s he like?” Gray asked as he squeezed her against his hip. “Who, my brother?” Gray laughed. “Who else would I be asking about, Aoife? God?” She smiled wryly and shrugged. “There are other possibilities.” She went quiet for … Continue reading →

Gray looked back over his shoulder for the fifth time that morning. Aoife wrapped her hand around his and squeezed tightly. “Stop,” she whispered. “If you look back one more time, I’m going to make you turn around and go … Continue reading →

“Are you sure we can’t talk you out of it?” She shook her head. “This is something I have to do, Teca. I’ve told Gray—I have to make sure that he’s okay. I have to see him, touch him, talk … Continue reading →