5
A New Day
Rafe
She was a miracle. That was truly the only way he could think of Miranda, this girl — this woman — who had once seemed as though she would be the one to end life as he knew it, but who instead had turned out to be the only person who could lead him forward into forging a new existence.
There hadn’t been any awkwardness afterward, even though they’d had s*x right there on the couch rather than going upstairs to the master bedroom. Once they’d disentangled themselves, they’d gotten dressed, kissed one another, returned to their neglected pizza. Neither one of them had talked about what had happened earlier that day, even though very soon decisions would need to be made about how to proceed with handling Simon Escobar. For the moment, it had been enough to simply be Rafe
