Whiskey Chaser (Bootleg Springs, #1)

by Lucy Score

Me, on the other hand, if there was a guy I liked? I let him know. Life was short, and orgasms were great.

You only get a set number of days, a limited number of sunrises and sunsets. And it’s up to you to make sure you’re taking full advantage of them,”

My father had taught me a lot of things. He’d shown me how to use every tool known to man to fix just about every problem created by man. But he’d also taught me that no matter how much I hoped or prayed or tried, I couldn’t control other people. I couldn’t make them make the choices I wanted them to. I couldn’t drag them into health and happiness. It was a painful, essential lesson.

I watched him walk back down the porch steps—the same steps that I’d bounded down in a bid to run away from home twice in my teens—and fell just a little, tiny bit in love with Devlin McCallister.

I loved Scarlett Bodine. She might not know it yet, but she sure as hell loved me back.

She was my adventure and my safe place. My best friend. And I was going to spend the rest of my life loving the hell out of her.