by lacyjwilliams@gmail.com | Dec 30, 2017 | VIP
Copyright © 2017 Lacy Williams Alexandre Dubois made a practice of avoiding people. Especially tourists. Especially women tourists. Nosy, irritating, stubborn women tourists. Tourists who parked themselves on the step outside his door at all hours of the day. All...
by lacyjwilliams@gmail.com | Dec 30, 2017 | VIP
Copyright © 2017 Lacy Williams When the sheriff’s brown SUV rolled to a stop in her drive, Kristi’s past stepped out of the passenger seat. Jack. She hadn’t heard he was back from his tour overseas. He was clean cut, his Marine-short hair making the line of his jaw...
by lacyjwilliams@gmail.com | Dec 30, 2017 | VIP
Copyright © 2017 Lacy Williams She couldn’t stop shaking. Jean clicked to end the call. The way her hands trembled, it took two tries. She’d just finished letting her sister—and boss—know she wouldn’t be on time for her shift. She hadn’t burst into tears, which was...
by lacyjwilliams@gmail.com | Dec 30, 2017 | VIP
Copyright © 2017 Lacy Williams With a sigh, Wes Scheffield signed off from the online dating website and closed his laptop on the coffeeshop table. Six months ago, his brother had fallen in love with Angela. Even though Drew hadn’t been the one on the dating site, Wes...
