The other side of the bed was cold when Jess slid her arm across it, looking for Sam's broad back, or his arm, or - as on one memorable occasion - his calf. But there was nothing, just the cool of fresh, unwrinkled sheets, a bed that hadn't been slept in. She blinked her eyes open and pushed herself up on her elbow and looked around the house, but ( Read more... )

Jess wasn't even positive she'd see him. She knew November the second had to be a pretty damn hard day for him, too, maybe even harder than she could imagine, and she wouldn't have been surprised if he was awol for a few days after it as well. But the island was only so big, and there were a few things that people needed to do whether they were ( Read more... )