Turn to Me (The Kathleen Turner Series #2) by Snow Tiffany

Author:Snow, Tiffany [Snow, Tiffany]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

We need to get her to the hospital.”

“Haven’t you done enough?” The

icy, accusing words came from

Kade.

The last thought I had was that I

didn’t want them to fight.

The thing about passing out, it’s

really not as bad as it sounds.

Rather, it’s more like your body

says, “You go on ahead—I’m just

going to take a moment.”

I stirred and opened my eyes,

aware that I felt better. For one

thing, I could breathe again, which

is always a plus.

Where was I?

I was lying in a bed, but it wasn’t

mine. A small lamp was lit on a

nearby table, allowing me to see the

comfortable

though

nondescript

room. Confused, I sat up, noticing

as I did so that I no longer wore the

hated Christmas slut outfit but a

man’s

button-down

shirt

that

swallowed me up and came nearly

to my knees.

“Take it easy now.”

My gaze swung to the doorway,

where Kade was entering the room,

holding two steaming mugs. He

handed me one before sitting next to

me on the edge of the bed. He’d

changed out of his tuxedo, which

was a real shame, and now wore

his customary jeans and long-

sleeved black henley. I noticed his

feet were bare.

“Where am I?” I asked, taking a

sip of the sweetened coffee.

Somehow he’d known how I liked

it.

“My place.” Kade’s simple reply

threw me.

“Your place?” I asked, confused.

“I thought you lived with Blane?”

He snorted. “Not likely. As if I

could stand living with him for

more than a few days.”

I processed this as I took another

sip. I had another question, but I

wasn’t sure I wanted to know the

answer.

“Um, how did I get into this?” I

asked, indicating the shirt I wore. It

had to be Kade’s.

“Yeah, that little red outfit’s a

goner. Sorry.”

I certainly had no qualms about

that. However, that also meant Kade

had been the one to strip me and put

the shirt on me. My cheeks heated

and I looked down, letting my hair

swing forward to conceal my face

from Kade. To my chagrin, he

reached forward, pushing my hair

back and tucking the strands behind

my ear. I glanced up.

“Would it help if I said I didn’t

look?”

The mischief in his eyes made me

smile, though it was tremulous and

quickly faded. I took another sip of

the coffee. We sat in companionable

silence for a few moments before

Kade spoke again.

“Are you going to tell me what

happened?” he asked quietly.

My eyes flew to his in surprise.

“You don’t know?”

He shook his head, his gaze

sober.

I pushed my fingers through my

hair and swallowed hard. I wanted

to answer him, wanted to tell him

what a dick his brother was, but that

also meant I had to again relive the

shock, the humiliation, and the pain.

I set the coffee on the bedside

table with a hand that trembled.

“I’m going to need something

stronger.”

Kade watched in silence as I

climbed out of the bed, following

me as I left the bedroom and walked

the short hallway to the kitchen. The

kitchen was in the corner of a large

open room. It had a small bar

separating it from the living room

area, where there was a flat-screen

television hung on the wall, a

couch, and a couple of chairs. The

wall behind the sofa was all glass,

the city lights sparkling in the night.

I realized Kade must live in one of

those expensive downtown loft

apartments that overlooked the city.

Figuring

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