by Devyn Quinn
The sooner I can leave, the better. He didn’t want to hang around his old hometown, rehashing memories that were better left alone. Some things needed to be stay buried.
The deeper, the better.
Opening the car door, Blake got out. The cool breeze winnowing off the bay was like a balm on his flushed skin. A day’s worth of sweat clung to his flesh. He felt wet patches under his arms, trickles of perspiration making their way down his spine to his underwear. Sweat fogged his vision as he pushed a sticky hair off his forehead.
He pulled in a deep breath, letting the crisp sea air clear his clouded mind. Stretching his arms wide, he rolled his shoulders, trying to relieve the ache at the base of his neck. He’d wasted enough time. Right now what he needed most was a hot shower and cool, clean sheets.
Grabbing his bag off the passenger seat, he locked the car and headed toward the brightly lit lobby. Wrap things up tomorrow and I’ll be on my way to Boston by six.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Devyn Quinn resides in New Mexico with her cats, seven ferrets, and shih tzu, Tess. She is the author of twelve novels. This is her first novel with Signet Eclipse. Visit www.devynquinn.com.
