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334 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 7, 2020







“Honey,” I call over my shoulder while taking cash from the next customer in line and fishing out his change.
“Yes, dear?” Cole responds in a cheeky tone. I don’t even have to look to know he’s got that sexy fucking smirk on his lips.
I toss him a look and roll my eyes. “Please hand me a jar of honey?”
“Ooo, sorry I was confused by your barking commands.”
He sighs, his expression part disappointment and part relief. “You ever had your heart broken?” he asks.
“I’m like a wild stallion, baby; I’ve never let anyone close enough to break me,” I explain with a playful wink.
“I would’ve gone with a bear, but stallion works. Does that mean you’re hung like a horse?” His eyes drop to my crotch, and I nearly snort beer through my nose.
“It depends what kind of bear you are.”
I rumble a laugh and arch an eyebrow at him. This eyebrow arch is clearly a go on eyebrow arch. And he’s clearly as well versed in eyebrow arches as I am, because he does.
“Are you a teddy bear, wanting to take me home and cuddle that big body around me all night? Or are you a grizzly bear with plans to maul?”
“Why would I be jealous when I know you’re mine?” I point out, my breath growing heavier as Cole palms my erection through my jeans, kneading it in his hand just enough to tease.
“I was wondering the same thing,” he agrees, nipping at my bottom lip. “I can’t even see anyone except for you, Honeybee. It’s crazy, and I never expected it, but there you have it.”
“I’m sorry, what?” I ask with a chuckle.
“Beat a dead whore,” he repeats, and Ollie starts to snicker behind him. “It’s an expression.”
“No, it’s not,” I correct. “The expression is beat a dead horse.”
He looks stricken. “Why would someone beat a horse? That’s fucked up, man.”
I laugh again and clap Stone on the shoulder. “You’re one in a million, Stone. Don’t ever change.”