Bourbon & Proof (The Bourbon Boys, #3)

by Victoria Wilder

I wear a suit to the distillery every day, but killing someone is few and far between.

Whod you kill....

Fourth of July, and in Fiasco,

Like 1st book fourth???

“Find something that’ll ground you, Atticus. If it’s those horses or a woman, I don’t care. But the only way I’ll stop hovering is if you can figure out a way to balance all of this without letting it consume you. You’ll only be able to do it if you have something more—something to care about.”

Hes a good man

THE JEWELER

Who

THE ARCHITECT

Who the fuck

10 Years Later . . .

Holy

I believe in fantasy at first glance and lust at first sight. And both of those, for me, come in the form of my best friend’s brother.

Oh babe thats clear as day

LUCIFER

These names... I need a damn key

LUCIFER And I’m closing at 9 for your brother’s bachelor thing that you’re hosting, remember?

Ahhh Hads

Pushing my buttons is her favorite hobby. I’m going to learn my fucking lesson one of these days. I don’t know why I engage. When I do, it’s like fuel for her. And then I end up in a bad mood, slightly dizzy, and with a fucking hard-on.

Give in

Tonight, he’s wearing dark jeans and a Henley,

Henley!

“I’ve been deciding what you get to do for a long time now.”

What deal did he make

“You know, you’re a damn idiot. You keep staring at her and she might finally notice,” he says, shaking his head. I should have known he wouldn’t let it go. “I don’t understand for the life of me why—” he cuts himself off. If he really thought about why, he’d have his answer. The reason why I would never act on the vibrating impulse to take exactly who I want and the way I want her.

Wise maN

Since then, I’ve been an anonymous, well-paying client, who offers her double if she only sends them to me. Five years’ worth of panties, and I helped her get Midnight Proof off the ground without needing to ask her father for a fucking dime.

Holy shit

April: Grabbing a man by the balls is wildly effective.

So true

“He would only ever be able to choose you. That man won’t love anyone else. Believe me, I know. Because when you find it”—he shakes his head—“it’s impossible to think about anything else.”

Griz is full of good advice this book. It makes me nervous

“They might say to never fall for a Foxx, but nobody ever said what could happen if a Foxx fell for you. There isn’t a damn thing more real than the way you look at my grandson.”

Ooo boy

“There’s a nest of these tiny little things—loud when they’re awake, but it sounds sweet. I’ve never minded loud. Preferred most things that way—music, women, life, you name it.”

Thats so... My heart

“I want my family set. I need you to be okay.”

Why does it sound like hes gonna die. Ill lose it

“One of those eggs-in-a-hole for me?”

Makes me think about my momma

What?! I’m instantly relieved, and then immediately skeptical. I almost laugh out an exhale. I was holding my breath, waiting to hear he was fucking dying.

Omg same

“Foxx Bourbon will be evenly split between my married grandsons.”

Holy shit Griz

need to stop thinking something’s going to happen, because as much as I want him, I don’t want someone who doesn’t want me.

Just wait a bit

“Fuck,” I gasp just as I kiss her. Her mouth meets mine like it’s the first clash on a battlefield. War declared.

Wooof

“Ah, and there’s one more thing . . .” He cups his hand below his chin, making a show of trying to remember. “Yes, that’s right. It seems as though a little town not on any maps exists in Montana—beautiful state, I hear. Apparently, people come back from the dead there.”

Fuck!

“Ace,” she cuts me off, her voice turning quiet as she calls me out. “You realize, this is very romantic of you.” She slides it onto her ring finger, and I hide the fact that I like seeing it there. “It’s convenient,” I correct, popping the top off the bottle and pouring some into one of the glasses.

How apropos

May: Wearing a Saint Laurent tux as the bride. Oh yeah, and marrying Ace Foxx, regardless of whether or not it’s “real.”

Sexy

“Good,” I growl. And I tell her exactly what she’s going to do. “Now, clean it up.”

Scream!! ITS HAPPENING

Grabbing the bottle of bourbon off the bar, I stick it in my mouth, tucking the pourer between my teeth to pull it off. I take a step back and sit on the bar chair behind me, a front row to my wife’s spread legs. With my thumb coated in her arousal, I circle it around the rim of the bottle.

Bourbon Play!!

Faye steps closer, bending down and lifting a phone from the grass. “Here, Chief, you dropped this,” she says, handing him his cell phone and smirking at me. He swipes it out of her hand without so much as a “thank you,”

Oh im sure faye!

She smiles that sexy, confident smile of hers and whispers, “You’re obsessed with me.” “Isn’t that obvious by now?”

Youre obsessed with each other and i love it

So I lift my mouth, and instead of easing up, I add more pressure, working her harder, knowing she’s going to fucking come. “That’s my girl. Come for Daddy.” That’s all it takes.

Wah Hadley calling him that is one thing but Ace saying it!!!!!!!!

“I like how you taste better. Now, stop hovering. I need you on my mouth. Make it hard for me to breathe, sugar, and ride my fucking tongue.”

Hot damn Ace!

“Holy shit, you did.” Hadley looks at Law with lifted eyebrows. “Quick, hug me again, let’s see how mad we can make him.” Law barks out a laugh. “I think I love you.”

Bahaha

with Law’s wife Contessa joining us.

Contessa! Sexy ass name

“I have a few masks you might like to choose from for tomorrow evening. Since it’s an anonymous club, all faces must be covered in some way,”

Are we going to a sex club mr and mrs foxx??

“Right answer. Maybe you’re a good girl, after all, wife.”

Ahhhhu

“She’s very beautiful,” he says, and then takes a drink of his bourbon. When he places it back on the side table, he leans into me, and with his lips dancing along my ear, says, “But she’s far too obedient for my liking, and like every other woman, her curves aren’t the ones I want in my hands. She doesn’t rub her wrist when she’s nervous. Her hair isn’t wild. She doesn’t have a freckle on her left cheek, just beside her nose that I love to look at. And her lips don’t tilt up along the right side when I talk.”

Damn Ace... Whipped. I love it

As the first splash of bourbon hits his hard cock, and then drips down toward the tip and spills into my mouth, I work my throat to swallow both his cock and his bourbon at the same time.

Now thats bourbon play

Hawk is gone.

Did he fuck with her car ?

He turns from where he was just walking. “I’m sure you’ll be fine without me. You take the horse back, and I’ll drive Hadley’s car.” “You treat her with the kind of respect she deserves, Griz. No moonshine please,” I call out, narrowing my eyes playfully.

Oh god no...

Something doesn’t feel right.

If they kill Griz i will lose my ever loving shit!!!!!!

A loud, bursting noise rings out, like a tire being blown, followed by an earth-shaking boom that has me moving before I even register what it is.

I fucking knew it!!!!!

“She’s not here,” a man’s voice says from a few feet away. I know that voice—Hawk.

Hawk is a spineless little bitch

Griz sits propped up against the side of Presh’s house. Face pinched tight with pain, his hands behind him, zip-tied like mine, if I had to guess.

If they hurt Griz!!!!;!;!@;;(;(;;&

The loud bang of gunfire cuts off his words, followed by a wailing shout from him. “Griz!” Shuffling in a panic, I try to get up, seeing enough to know he was just shot in the leg. “Griz— Fuck.” I turn back to Wheeler. “Don’t.”

KILL WHEELER

Hawk moves fast from behind them, taking the opening and shoving Wheeler just enough that it knocks him off-balance.

Wel good you stupid fuck

Shelby rests her forehead against Griz’s, and I can hear her tell him, “Every day.” Her lips press softly to his. “I think of you and my girls every single day.”

Im so sad

assumed he’d want some privacy to enjoy this fresh start with Shelby, but the urgency came when Ace decided to check on him early this morning. My husband got a full-frontal view of his grandfather as Shelby rode his face.

Damn at 80?? Hell yeah

The Foxx Den is an adults-only club.

Sexy