Connie Cuthbert smacked the alarm clock blaring on her nightstand. Rubbing her eyes, she slowly blinked and looked at the time, 2:42 A.M. Why was her alarm going off this early? With a huff, she flipped her pillow over to the cool side and attempted to fall back to sleep. A cool breeze blew gently… Continue reading Connie’s Slip
She knew for sure they were not the same man… a woman can feel such details, even if she is blinded and bound.