In Spades (The Beaufort Poker Club, #4)

by Maggie C. Gates

Hannah pointed to Erica. “She and Steve get it on so much they literally made a new person.” Erica laid her hand on her growing baby bump and shrugged. “A girl can only swallow so many times.”

“Check your price tag. You’re not on clearance. You are top shelf, sweetheart.”

“Three tablespoons of apple butter … two ounces of bourbon … quarter ounce of Fireball…” He put everything in a shaker and mixed it over his shoulder for a few seconds before setting it aside. “…cinnamon sugar rim on your glass…” He ran an orange slice around the rim of the rocks glass, then turned it over into a dish of cinnamon sugar. “…apple butter liquor goes in over ice…” He grabbed a ginger beer from the cooler and popped the top, filling the glass to just below the sugar rim. “Ginger beer on top, and a cinnamon stick and apple slice to garnish.”