Kota Lee has been trying for weeks to get the girl up the street to notice him. Sheâs beautiful and intriguing, but seems incredibly shy. Too shy. Every time he tries to get close, she dodges him, like a skittish little bird, flittering away out of his reach.
Troubled by her haunted looks, heâs tried to give her some space, respect her need for solitude. Still, he canât forget those eyes that are haunted andâhe thinksâmaybe hiding secrets.
One dark night as thunderclouds are rolling in, heâs driving home late and spots her standing in the road. Itâs too late for her to be out for a walk and the pack on her back tells him what sheâs doing: sheâs about to run away.
She could get hurt, or worse, disappear forever. He canât let her go; he'd never forgive himself if he did.
C. L. Stone once lived in Charleston, SC, and currently lives among Cajuns. She writes about cute boys and uncomfortable situations, usually mixed together.Â