One Night is Never Enough
“Always looking to the shadows, desperately hoping he would be there. Fearing what his absence meant. Both to what lay broken between them and to his own safety.
But she only saw the men shadowing her. Bill usually, and sometimes “Lefty,” a man she had seen so often that she had forced him to introduce himself. Milton had appeared a few times. She’d even seen Andreas once, waiting outside of an event in the shadows, arms crossed, eyes dark and grumpy.
But no Roman.
She had taken the warnings Bill had given her to heart and not sought Roman out. She would not put Roman in more danger by going to the hell just yet. Bill said “soon.”
The only problem was she didn’t know what would happen if and when “soon” finally came. She wondered if a single word had ever caused such anxiety.
“Charlotte, I say, what the devil is wrong with you? You have been as grouchy as a troll and as jumpy as a three-legged foal.”
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