Between the Pines (Black Springs Ranch, #1)

by Amber Palmer

“You remembered how I like my coffee.” “When someone uses the amount of sugar you do, it’s hard to forget,” I mumbled, focusing on how Duchess munched happily on the apple slices. “The right amount,” he said, correcting me. “I use the right amount. Otherwise, it just tastes like burnt water.”

“Fuck off,” he muttered. “Shouldn’t have said a damn word. I take it back, you’re shit.”