Mountain Daddy (Mountain Men, #2)

by S.J. Tilly

“You want me to take a tequila shot with you, Doll?” Doll. I flatten my palms on the bar for balance. Yeah, Daddy. I want you to take a shot with me. Off me. Whatever.

I wouldn’t give up my memories of her for all the ignorance in the world. Because if I can’t have her, at least I can still have those.

“You hung up too fast, Baby.” Luther takes a step toward me. “You didn’t give me time to catch my breath.” He takes another step. “Because that’s what you do to me. You take my fucking breath away. Every damn day.”

“And even then.”