A Little Bit Engaged: Chapter One
A loud noise woke Cara O’Neal. Bolting upright in bed, she blinked. Once, twice…
The time on the digital clock glowed a faint green.
11:28 p.m.
Clutching the comforter, she half-expected a tremor to roll through the condo—a disturbing thought given San Francisco’s Marina District was built on a landfill.
A buzz shattered the silence. It was her building’s security system. Not an earthquake.
Nothing to worry about.
She flexed her fingers, allowing her racing pulse to slow to a more normal rate.
The building’s front door was kept locked. An intercom system allowed visitors to buzz a resident’s unit, and then they had to wait to be let inside. Except…
No one she knew would drop by this late on a Monday night. Maybe Geoff, her friend from unit 301, ha
