“It was a blustery, overcast day and Cyn pulled her sweater closer around her. After a brief meeting at the airport, Detective Darby Orsen requested they join her at the house to talk. Bruce had wanted Cyn to eat first, but her stomach was too jumpy for that. He’d wanted her to nap too, as if she hadn’t slept through the entire flight. She couldn’t remember ever being so exhausted—or so uneasy. It wasn’t just the imminent stroll down memory lane, either. It was Bruce. What did last night mean to... him? She had no idea, and it was driving her nuts. What he’d done…tending to her needs while ignoring his own, left her floundering in uncertainty. She knew of no man who gave so unselfishly. Especially where sex was concerned. In general, men were pigs in bed. She saw it in the movies, heard it on the streets. As a hooker, she’d expected no less. With Bruce…she hadn’t known what to expect. Certainly, she hadn’t expected what he’d done. “Ready?” Damn. She realized she’d just been sitting there, staring at the yellow tape around the ramshackle house.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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