“Jumper,” Drex warned.
I turned to him with a raised brow. “Afraid of a little competition?”
“That’s not it; we don’t compete.”
I got up when the bell rang and gathered up my stuff. “Then what do you do?” I asked him, but Jamison answered.
“We share.”
I turned to him with a raised brow. “Afraid of a little competition?”
“That’s not it; we don’t compete.”
I got up when the bell rang and gathered up my stuff. “Then what do you do?” I asked him, but Jamison answered.
“We share.”
THE BRIDGE OVER SNAKE CREEK (BOOK 2)
Thrill-seeker, and terminally ill by default, all Hannah wanted was for her life to go back to the way it was before. But that dream was like grasping water in a closed fist. A dream, one she could never hold on to...
If someone told her in the beginning the way things would end, she would’ve gladly let historical secrets remain hidden. But curiosity was a cruel and vicious nag. Once the magic was out, there was no putting it back. Falls, Idaho was different. Strange. Just like the five guys who made it their mission to keep her daring ways to a minimum. They never wanted her to know who they really were, but they couldn’t help themselves. Sometimes, fate could play an unforgiving game. Things were not as they seemed, and the big picture started to unravel. Her sickness, there was a cure. Welcome to Falls. |