The naughty list chapter 2
"It's okay to cry, Holly," his deep voice whispered reassuringly in my ear. And with those words, I let go. Grasping onto him, I sobbed against his shoulder. Oblivious to everything else around me except his warm embrace and his whispered words of comfort in my ear. It wasn't until I felt the cold chill of the winter wind against my cheeks that I grasped he'd walked us out of the coffee shop. He led me toward a beat-up green sedan and helped me into the passenger side. Buckled my...