Gifts for mynightmarestays
List of Gifts
Derek sighed when he came home to see what looked like half his floor covered in notecards, everything laid out in some intricate pattern Derek only understood half of, the mess of cardstock and paper and books making the woman crouched in the middle of it all look smaller than she was.
"Allison," Derek called out, closing the door of his loft behind him. The police cadet looked up, bags under her eyes and hair up in the same messy bun it'd been trapped in for the entire weekend.
When Malia moves to a new town for a new start, she doesn't expect Facebook to ask if she knows Lydia Martin, a childhood friend she hasn't seen in twenty years. Intrigued, she sends a friend request...