Dark Horse (The Quiet Horsemen #2)

by Maggie Rawdon

“Death, taxes, and the devil himself,”

THE DEVIL: Stop. Or I’ll put you on your knees and make you call me sir.

I’d rather be over your knees. You can slap my ass a few times while I recite the names I’m not allowed to call you.

“I know I’ve been your guardian and I made you fucking hate my guts, but uh… I think maybe I’ve had a change of heart. How do you feel about an aging asshole who runs a casino and a criminal empire?”

“Fuck, you eat like one of those desperate cowboys who’s been out on the trail too long.”