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Who watched it, then handed the phone to Dozer, and then on to me. “Thank you, Donk. I have forwarded that to my phone. Hope you don’t mind.” “Can I go now?” “Yes, sorry about this, but we had to be sure, and please don’t mention this to anyone. I don’t want to tip off…

“Gunner only said I was in his room so he could look after me while I healed. I have the all-clear, so I don’t need to be here any longer. Gunner’s gone on a ride somewhere. Say bye for me when he returns.” “He’s not going to be happy, you left without a goodbye.” “He’s…

Cora POV Today I started with a long shower, then breakfast, just some cereals and fruit, coffee, strong. I looked at the message from Dad; he was pushing. I contacted my ex and my step-brother and was told to stop being childish. Yeah, right, it’s all my fault, always was, and always will be. Nope,…

A man in his fifties, who had eaten or drunk too much over the years, as he looked about ten months pregnant, greeted me with a fake smile and greedy eyes. I didn’t like this place already. “How can we be of service?” “Is the manager about?” I asked if he was like that slimy…

“Thought I would see you soon. I don’t know, and I miss her terribly,” Scones said, before I had even spoken. “You don’t know what?” “Why did she leave? I know she’s in the nurse’s place, but I don’t know why she left the club, us, me. Here’s her new phone number. I saw her…

Once I start working, I will be too busy to be lonely. There’s still more of the town to see.I had just finished cleaning up my kitchen when my new phone rang; only Scones and the hospital had my new number. Bluey would see my new number if she looked up my information. It was…

The meeting went too long. We didn’t get any real answers, and being the enforcer, I will have to be in the cells for further integration, not that we had much to go on. Could it be someone in our past trying to even the score? In the cells, it was the same story, no…

The helmet was difficult and frustrating. My hands were shaking, my fingers couldn’t get a hold of the strap, and in the end, I had to ask for help. I hated asking anyone for help. Learned to be independent many years ago, but since meeting Gunner, I have had to humble myself several times and…

“Yes, Marco is a firecracker, full of energy, and loves everyone,” Gunner replied, amused, as he leaned forward and brushed my cheek. “He left his mark on your face.” “Huh?” “Flour.” I touched my face where Gunner had just brushed and could still feel where he had touched. Gunner POV Cora was cute, and watching…

That was until a cyclist hit Gunner on his sore shoulder, and I saw red. If I could, I would have chased that man down, and ?? What? Push him off his bike. I felt hopeless that the man didn’t give a shuff, like filling a sock and calling it Christmas. He was rude; the…