Bourbon & Secrets (The Bourbon Boys, #2)

by Victoria Wilder

To discovering that you’re allowed to fall in love as many times as possible in your lifetime. Whether it’s with a new lover or an old friend. Whether it’s with the same person, but new versions of each other as you grow. Fucking fall. Do it loudly. Do it at your own pace. Rush. Ease in. Enjoy an instant lust, a slow burn, or a happy for now. Rebound. Fall again. And if you’re craving a little something extra… Lincoln Foxx has a few creative suggestions during your discovery. They may include some bourbon…

It’s the one thing that none of them understood. The piece that seemed to never be digested very well: nobody, especially women, wanted to be used for someone else’s agenda.

SCREAMING THIS FROM THE TOP OF THE ROOFTOPS

I started falling in love with Faye Calloway on the edge of a cornfield, on a stage, over a bottle of bourbon, and every time she’s been in my arms since.