Tattered (Lark Cove, #1)

by Devney Perry

synthetic blend that was uncomfortably affordable.

“That’s a shame. A beautiful woman drinking whisky is my weakness.” The water glass in my hand bobbled and I nearly spilled it on my apron. I’d heard a lot of pickup lines standing behind this bar, and I’d mastered the art of turning down a man without bruising his ego—or losing his tip. But I’d be a fool to dodge that line. “Then maybe I’ll give it another try.”

whisky for her bar, even if it had never been served.

I hated being out of control. I was always in control. I was the man in charge. There was surety in my every move.

“On the classy spectrum, I’m near the trash end.”

If you make my daughter fall in love with you and then you leave her behind, I will find you and smother you in your sleep.”

“I like to take the tattered and lost and make it shine. Garbage doesn’t have to stay garbage. Things just need to find their right place.”