““I needed this. Thanks for dragging me out.” Being cooped up in her apartment for the past week had been pure torture. Well, except for the morning jogs with Cole. Kara returned her hug. “Anytime. Besides—” Kara’s voice dropped conspiratorially “—you weren’t the only one who needed new clothes.” Sherri laughed. “But your reason is so much better!” Kara had confided that she and Jake were expecting. Buying new clothes to accommodate an expanding waistline beat opting for loose-fittin...g blouses over tank tops to hide an ugly dog bite any day. Kara frowned. “Does the wound still hurt?” “No.” She quickly dropped her hand, realizing she’d self-consciously palmed her shoulder. “I’m back to work tomorrow.” Thank goodness. She missed the distraction of work. Her nightmares had taken on a whole new level of horror, with savage dogs and drug-house booby traps added to her desperate efforts to save Luke.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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