All In (The Naturals, #3)

by Jennifer Lynn Barnes

“Too young to party, just old enough to participate in federal investigations of serial murder.” Lia let out an elaborate sigh. “Story of my life.”

“Sloane,” Dean said suddenly, drawing my attention in her direction. “Are you okay?” Sloane’s teeth were bared in what was, quite possibly, the largest, fakest smile I’d ever seen. She froze like a deer in headlights. “I’m not practicing smiling,” she said quickly. “Sometimes people’s faces just do this.” That statement was met with silence from every single person on the plane.

Home is the people who love you most, the people who will always love you, forever and ever, no matter what.

Sloane nodded, and once she started, she couldn’t stop nodding. “I wish they didn’t,” she said fiercely. “I wish I’d never seen it. I wish—” “Don’t,” Judd told her sharply. “Don’t you ever apologize for being what you are.”

“Sloane?” Michael asked. It was indicative of his personality that he rationed her caffeine intake, but didn’t bat an eye at the thought of offering her hard liquor. “In Alaska, you can be criminally prosecuted for feeding alcohol to a moose.” “I’m going to take that as a no,” Michael said.

Sloane raised her hand, like a student waiting to be called on in class. “I think I would like some whiskey now,” she said. “First,” Michael told her seriously, “I need to verify that you have no plans to feed this whiskey to a moose.”