So Dark The Night
Emma St. James drove down the lane that led to her brother's cabin on an Illinois lake. The overhanging oak and maple trees shaded the road, heightening the dark-ness beginning to creep over the landscape with the approach of dusk. When she pulled up to the side of the large log cabin, she parked in the back next to Derek's black Ford truck and rested her forehead on the steering wheel for a moment. Exhaustion clung to her like a sec-ond skin.
The past few weeks had been frantic, nonstop work, one photo shoot after another, that had left her little time even to sleep. She'd been thankful when her older broth-er had insisted she spend a few days with him during a brief pause in her work schedule. Derek could always make her feel better, even if his invitation had seemed strange to her. He needed to talk to her about something important and hadn't wanted to do it over the phone.
Climbing from her yellow Thunderbird convertible, Emma stretched her aching muscles and rolled her head in a slow circle. The long drive from New York had fi-nally caught up with her, and all she wanted to do was take a hot shower and go to bed. She didn't think she could put two coh ... read full excerpt from: So Dark the Night ebook
