She Defended a Lonely Biker, and Her Town Never Saw It Coming

cracked wider.

Mrs. Worthington’s pencil finally dropped onto her puzzle.

Dean straightened.

“You think that’s all he is?”

Naomi did not answer right away, because if she did, her temper would get ahead of her mouth, and she did not have the money to be reckless.

Not this month.

Not with the electric bill folded in her bag, stamped FINAL NOTICE in angry continue reading …