Mountain Daddy (Mountain Men, #2)

by S.J. Tilly

Yeah, Daddy. I want you to take a shot with me. Off me. Whatever.

I feel like I’ve heard that name in a movie as the bad guy, but who needs superheroes if this is what the villains look like?

Watching Kendra lick the salt off her shot glass a second time might send me into cardiac arrest. But we all got to die somehow. And death by Brat is okay with me.

If you’re going to fuck me, then feed me, you might as well wife me.

“The second problem is…” He lifts a shoulder. “I like you a brownie amount.”