Celeste Freeman

  • 17. Scott and the City

    17. Scott and the City

    Ryder’s car pulled up in front of the cabin, its headlights cutting through the fading light of dusk. Lua stood by the door, the cool evening air brushing against her skin, watching him step out with a smile that reached his eyes. He was wearing a dark jacket, casual but put together, and as he

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