Excerpt from IF YOU DARE

Lucy rolled over to reach out for Steve. She touched the empty
opposite pillow. He had left for his run. She had slept in and it was late.
She buried her nose in his pillow as images of the previous night filled
her mind. Stretching lazily, she thought of how the wine released a
primitive abandon to their lovemaking. Afterwards, she had fallen
asleep on the sofa watching a movie with her head in Steve's lap, and
woken around midnight. Sleepily preparing for bed, they'd begun to
argue. It came back t...