Leo took the final step. He was close enough now that Jeanine could smell the rain on his jacket, the coffee on his breath, the faint cedar of his soap. He didn’t touch her, but his presence was a warmth she could lean into.
She was thinking about home—and how, for the first time in her life, she didn’t have to find it alone.
“I’m exactly on time.” He stepped closer, and the floorboards creaked under him. “It’s not midnight yet.” midnight kisses jeanine benedict
The rain had stopped exactly one minute before midnight, as if the city itself was holding its breath for Jeanine Benedict.
And somewhere over the Mississippi River, the last firework of the night faded into smoke, and the city let out a collective sigh—another year over, another just beginning. Leo took the final step
“Leo,” she said, and her voice came out smaller than she intended. “We need to talk.”
“Name it.”
The first tear fell. Then the second. Jeanine wiped them away angrily, but more kept coming.
© 2019 FRPFILE.COM Copyright by DANG NGUYEN.