![]() ![]() “There might be some napkins in the glove box.” She sighed and let her fingers drop to her lap. “Didn’t seem like the right time to point out that you puked so hard your mascara started to run.” “Because I like my head where it is?” he suggested. “God, Cade, I look like crap! Why didn’t you tell me I had raccoon eyes?” she demanded, using her fingers to scrub at the black smudges beneath her eyes. Rynn leaned forward to pull down the visor mirror and promptly did a double-take. She kept him honest and he promised to keep her safe. She taught him about friendshipĪnd family. Rynn Lewis was eighteen and pregnant, on the run from her ex-boyfriend, whenĬade found her on the streets of Minneapolis. Night he decided it was time to risk it all. Of a year, he’d watched his own life slowly spiral out of control. After high school, he’dĪgreed to be a bouncer for his sister’s club, not a dancer. Find it: Goodreads, Amazon, Kindle, B&N, iBooks, KoboĬade Henson was ready for a change. ![]()
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