Stolen Hearts.
ooking woman stood in the kitchen doorway, smiling at another woman l
some sriracha sauce from
easy to get along with. But Lily's enthusiasm was a bit much, treating her like a little sister whether she liked it or
back or no burgers!" She
ped t-shirt, faded jeans, and chunky silver jewelry –
, "Skye, why are you dressed
lecture her. Lily always tried to mother
the bell rang. "Must be for yo
approaching, "Why co
Skye replied, "I d
as if she'd just commented on the wea
frame, arms crossed, and teased, "What, you into me? If
uickly buzzing in the visitor, and shoved Skye out
and "friends" was just a self-impor
a magnetic male voice sa
Skye heard the teasing and s
The man, about 6 feet tall with captivating eyes, had sharp features unlike most Asian-Americans. H
e him a fleeting look before heading to the garage, com
. Seeing her brush him off, he ra
you looking?" Lily ask
, asking, "
urner. My people are off-limits." The nerve of him, she thought, asking so
ver's seat, completely ignoring Jake and his companion as she sped past. Jake's words died in his throat, eyebrows
uff?" Skye muttered, having scoured nearly every supermarket in the
glanced over to see a battered silver BMW, followed by a string of colorfu
up to land a blow. The fleeing pair seemed to understand thei
sers had cars but chose to run on foot, either for
head in disappointment. Just as she was about to speed off, her car glided past the two fleeing men. On
n eyebrow at
ved, drive now!" A stream of fluent
view mirror. One, a dark-haired mixed-race man, had blood trickling from his foreh
e same voice that had spoken Italian. The mixed-race man frowned, glancing at Skye's back, then said in Eng
coolly, "I don't like
ond man switched to English, watc
respond, shouts
!" "You're dead meat for
ugs and said, "Hold on tight." With that, she floo
. Be careful," the blond man warne
heir pursuers, clearly
an excited smile as sh
ed, wiping blood from his eyes. The mixed-race man, who had been quiet, pulled his comp
r pursuers, enraged by Skye's acceleratio
ari, seemingly about to fly off the road, made a 180-degree spin with a de
unexpected maneuver, collided in a chain reaction as the lead car hesitated. Several high-end spo
aughed, flipping off their battered pursuers
er resting on the door. Those who dared insult her paid the pri
ike, by the way, and he's Will," the blond man, now identified as Mike, exci
"Get out." She hit the brakes. She st
m anywhere, with no sign of civilization. Was she rea
Skye, "Thank you so much. Here's my card. If you ever need anything, please don't
, she smirked. This guy was wordy but missing the point. Sh
gas money? And wasn't their offer of future assistance worth more than a hundred d