“Of course. Why wouldn’t it be?” She frowns a little, never knowing Loren to care if she was alright or not. Nevermind that if she weren’t, she wouldn’t be here, ‘innocently’ reading in the half-light. His offer genuinely surprises her, and for a moment she contemplates agreeing to it. But here is a book that she is perfectly capable of reading by herself. Looking down at it, Wessex shakes her head. “Nope. If I feel like I’m missing something, perhaps I’ll stop by. Otherwise I’m fine.” She doesn’t need his know-it-all help.
The Wraith
the bright
the thing in the night
the bright
the thing in the night
Wessex
