Chapter 23
Phoebe watched Jake walk toward her. He looked so good. Not just because he was so dang cute, but because he was good. His mama was right. How could she not love him? Be easier to teach her lungs not to breathe, than teach her heart not to love him. Her selfish heart said, grab the boy and don’t let go. Her mind said, he deserves better than a messed-up thief. She sighed. ‘Course, someone that good deserved to get what he wanted. And if he really did want her....
Her past, her ghosts, were all around her as she rose and stepped into the light. It warmed her cold places, while crisp fresh air filled her lungs, blowing out the stale and the old. Jake stopped as she hesitated and looked back. What had been might have been painful, but it was familiar. Was it only her fancy that
