Whiskey Chaser (Bootleg Springs, #1)

by Lucy Score

Her frame was so small that it was still a surprise to me. It seemed like such a personality would need a bigger container.

I hadn’t heard any gunfire or screaming coming from Scarlett’s house since our talk in her driveway yesterday, so I assumed she and her brothers had reached a tentative truce. Or she’d killed them all and quietly buried their bodies in the backyard. But when Jonah came downstairs the next morning, I figured she had either missed one or they were all alive.

“Good boy,”

“Good girl,”

“Good girl,”

“I’ll be your boyfriend on one condition.” “What’s that?” “You promise to never cook again.”