The Simple Wild (Wild, #1)

by K.A. Tucker

I’ve always hated the smell of tobacco. I still do, except on Wren.

“Ah, don’t worry about Jonah. Something must have crawled up his ass.” Billy pauses. “Something big.” “I hope he made sure to get its weight for takeoff,” I mutter, reaching for my running shoes. Billy’s barking laughter carries through the cool breeze.

“So, if you’re charming, what would Bobbie consider an asshole?” “There’s one right now.” I follow his nod and find a reflection of myself in a window.

The SUV’s engine roars to life and a moment later, there’s a holler of “Come on! We’re not all on vacation around here.” Yeah, Bobbie . . . He’s charming the panties off me, alright.

“Hello, Wren.” Mom’s eyes glisten as she holds the glass out in front of her with two perfectly manicured shaky hands, gazing down at the man who stole her heart so many years ago. Who she has spent almost as many years trying not to love.