Under the canopy of the trees Tony and Michelle lay sleeping, a blazer draped over Michelle’s shoulders as she nuzzled next to Tony. The cold, which was truly just mild, did not bother him. He was more concerned with his wife’s comfort than his own, as always. He couldn’t help it ( Read more... )

She said that he was a military man, a government agent. Not that he was a hunter. He liked the outdoors: he drove sports utility vehicles off-road when he could, loved to hike and explore the forests and hills surrounding Los Angeles when he had time. He would take her with him on occasion, although she preferred to stay in the city. This ( Read more... )