Sugar and Spite (Sweetwater Springs Series Book 1)

by Dana Isaly

“What’s your name, Tink? Don’t think I’ve seen you around.” “Tink?” “Yeah. Small, grumpy, a little feisty.”

I’m not into all this pink and red, lovey-dovey crap. The expensive flowers and disgusting chocolates. The idea that if your partner dotes on you for one day out of the year, it’s an excuse for them to fuck off the other 364 days. Treat me special every day we are together. You shouldn’t need a holiday to go on a date or get a compliment.

She doesn’t realize how head over heels I am for her scorned looks and angry pouts.

“I won’t take it any further if you don’t want to,” he says against my throat. “It was enough for me just to touch you, let alone taste you. We can stop. Just say the word, Kara. Tell me to stop.”

She sees herself as grey clouds and downpours, always grumpy, but I’ve never seen someone shine so brightly. Everything about her is electric,

“Grass can’t grow without a little rain.”

What can I say? I like a woman that can put me in my place. Verbal sparring is my foreplay.

“Good girl.” I knead and dig at the flesh of her ass. “Now, I’m going to take you upstairs, tie you to my bed, and show you just how patient of a man I can be.”

Storm cloud, meet sunshine.