Rekindled Heat Ch 03
Rachel sighed, leaning back in her chair at the library, watching the clock tick away the seconds. Hunter was late. Twenty minutes late, to be precise, and she was getting fed up with his attitude. And to think she’d thought he was changing. He’s probably still asleep, she mused, adding a ribbon to the doodle-covered paper before her. Eleven is awfully early when you’ve been out ’til 3. Glancing around the second floor one last time, she began to pack up her stuff. If she wasn’t going to...