On the Rocks (Becker Brothers, #1)

by Kandi Steiner

She laughed the way the wind blew — softly, and then all at once, without an ounce of shame for how that sound might permanently shift the atmosphere around it.

I didn’t mean to ruffle her feathers, but damn if I didn’t like getting under that pretty bird’s skin.

“I love the way you see me,”

I didn’t realize how much a person could feel like home.