Bourbon & Secrets (The Bourbon Boys, #2)

by Victoria Wilder

eyes behind dark-framed glasses make me want his attention even more.

yes

“Is that a knife strapped to your leg?” She quirks an eyebrow. “Did you just think I was happy to see you, Foxx?”

stealing this

“Oh fuck. Fine, please,” she whines, arching back. “Please what?” I say along her neck. “Fuck you, Foxx. You know what.”

please and thank you

“You don’t want a nice girl right now, Foxx.” “What do I want, then, hmm?” A small moan crawls up her throat as she says, “You want someone to tell you to be a good boy and do what you’re told.”

lordy lord

“You’re pretty when you’re pissed off too, Foxx. Too bad I couldn’t get you to moan for me this time.”

🫣

“Linc, it’s like you don’t know me at all. I am absolutely fucking the fire chief . . .” Then she lowers her voice. “And his newest recruit.” I raise my eyebrows. “Do they both know that?” “They know.” She nods, grinning. “Oh, believe me, they know.”

ahhh i am so keen for her book

“And I might be older than you, sugar, but there isn’t anything soft about me.” He tips his head to the row of women he’s started walking toward.

say lessssss

“People always think that you get one great love of your life, but I think whatever asshat said that never considered all the different kinds of love that could show up over the course of a lifetime.”

:)