By the time Renault comes back with the witch, Alya has broken two ceramic bowls and is working to strip the sheets from the bunk beds.
“Did you mean to give me a ‘come hither’ stare?” Abbie asked. Parker grinned. “I was just enjoying watching you. I didn’t know it would summon you, but I’m not sorry it did.” He held out a white-gloved hand. “Would you like to waltz with me?” “Are you any good?” “I excel at many things,Continue reading “Work-in-Progress Wednesday”