Red Flags and Broken Birds

HAZEL

The heavy wool blanket is pulled securely under my chin, yet my skin still hums with a lingering heat. It has been hours since Cade dropped me off at my dorm. The memory of the ride on his sleek black motorcycle refuses to fade. He didn't say much when I climbed off the leather seat. He just pulled me against his massive chest, wrapped his arms tightly around my waist, and pressed a long, d