Commitment
A near tragedy forces a woman to realize what's really
important.
Changes
A woman fears that her much younger partner will leave her
for a younger woman.
A Touch
After a vicious disfiguring attack, will a young woman dare
to come out of the shadows?
The Warden
Who will be the warden's next 'chosen one'?
Excerpt From A Touch
Her penetrating eyes unnerved Ana. She wanted to break the
gaze, but felt mesmerized by those big blue eyes. Her thoughts took her to places
she had no right to roam as she again imagined her lips on Kelsey's full ones.
She ached to run her fingers through Kelsey's hair to touch her soft skin and
to feel that smooth flesh against her own. "What makes you presume I'm
lonely?" Her face reddened. "There's a difference between being
lonely and wanting to be alone," she said firmly.
"Yes, there is, but I think that you and I fit in the
category of being lonely." She continued to peer at her. "I know that
I don't like being lonely and I doubt that you do either." She tapped her
fingertips on her leg. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't think I am.
You are lonely, aren't you, Ana?"
Ana looked at the long slender fingers on Kelsey's small
delicate hand. She yearned to hold her hand to feel the softness of it against
her cheek. She couldn't let Kelsey know her true feelings, how she dreaded
leaving her bed each morning, how sometimes she wished never to awaken to
another long day. The weekdays weren't so bad, but the weekends were almost
unbearable. Could she tell her how often she cried herself to sleep? No, she
couldn't tell her any of those things. "Do you always make assumptions of
someone you barely know?" she asked hoarsely.
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