The Devil and the Deep Blue Sea (The Grumpy Devils, #2)

by Elizabeth O'Roark

“American excess is repellent to people who’ve actually witnessed true poverty,” Sloane says, looking pointedly at Drew’s plate, her voice rife with condescension. “Oh, yeah?” Drew asks, her eyes darting from the expensive purse hanging off the back of Sloane’s chair to the mug in her hands. “How’s that oversized cappuccino, by the way? American excess is often quite tasty, I find.”

She smiles, and though she’s barefaced—her hair in a messy bun, her tiny form swimming in an oversized sweatshirt—she’s never looked more beautiful to me.