Gibson is coming NEXT WEEK!

I know the anticipation is crazy. Trust me, it's killing me, too.

Here's another little peek at Highball Rush...



A slow grin spread across his face and he took my hands, bringing them to his lips. “You can keep it. Although maybe someday…”

He trailed off, but I knew what he was thinking. He didn’t need to say it. Maybe someday he’d give me his last name.

Right then and there, it happened. There was no stopping it now. I felt light, like I could float off this stool, filled with a heady euphoria. I wasn’t getting tipsy from the moonshine. But I was drunk, all right. Drunk in love with Gibson Bodine.