The Yacht Trip, The Memorial, And The Gift They Never Expected

those eyes—something that was already doing math, already considering possibilities.

Elena laughed once, a brittle, disbelieving sound that bounced off the wood paneling. “You’re kidding. Her? She doesn’t even like parties. She wears cardigans. This is absolutely ridiculous.”

“Elena,” Silas said softly, but his voice carried a warning that made her snap continue reading …