Tru Blue (The Whiskeys: Dark Knights at Peaceful Harbor, #1)

by Melissa Foster

She couldn’t make out his low, soothing murmurs. Curious, she stepped to the edge of the hallway, and his voice became clear. “And Tinker Bell met Snow White in the forest, where they made applesauce.” Oh boy. He’d mixed up his fairy tales. She smiled, listening intently as he continued his tale. “And the biker boys carried Tinker Bell in a special carriage to a beautiful field where Winnie the Pooh was waiting with a big jar of honey…”

“Stop worrying and go shower. And for goodness’ sake, cover up all those mildly attractive, distracting muscles.”

It had been forever since he’d kissed a woman out of passion rather than as a means to an end.

Crystal put an arm around Gemma and said, “We’re not having a great day.” “Then we’d better get some ice cream on tap. Stat!” Penny waved to the flavor board. “Want me to mix you up a Go Away Gloomy Day special? Or is this a man problem? I could whip you up a He’s a No-Good Pile of Poop sundae.

He was so used to fast, meaningless sex, where he got in, got off, and got out. This desire was new and so fucking real.