Debi

“The best kinds of friends don't say I'm here for you, they grab their bats and say let’s do this shit. ”
― L. Ann Marie, LaPonte

“being smuggled in a”
― Maryann Jordan, Vinny

“She deserved so much better than the hand she’d been dealt in this whole situation. Brenna rated safety and security, a lifetime of love and care, something he’d like to be the one to give her if she’d let him. Yeah, he’d been sideswiped by his feelings. She mattered to him on a level deeper than any other woman had in his life.”
― Rebecca Deel, Midnight Escape

“Dana drew in a sharp breath. “Reach out your hand, sis. Jon’s right beside you.” Through the eerie green light of his enhanced night vision, Eli watched Dana slowly extend her hand, palm up. Jon shifted closer. “I’m here,” he whispered. He touched her hand with his fingertips at first, afraid a strong grip might send her into a panic. He wanted to hold her in his arms, doubted she’d let him. His emotions rioting all over the spectrum, Jon inched closer, moving slow until her fingers wrapped around his hand and tugged. He swallowed hard, longed to gather her into his arms and never let go. The clock in his head, however, denied the chance for more than a minute or two at most. Her hand still in his, Jon sat beside Dana, moved his hands to her forearms and let her make the next move. Jon’s heart almost leaped out of his chest when she flung herself into his arms. He pulled her close, his throat tight. “I’ve got you, baby. No one will take you from me, I promise.” He placed a soft kiss on her neck. “We’ll have to fight our way out of here. Can you run?”
― Rebecca Deel, Midnight Escape