On the Rocks (Becker Brothers, #1)

by Kandi Steiner

Maybe, when you think of Tennessee, all of this and more comes to mind. But for me, it only conjured up one, two-syllable word. Whiskey.

my heart was trained to love whiskey long before it ever learned how to love a woman.

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

“Every experience is an opportunity, no matter how trivial it may seem. Some of my best ideas and most memorable achievements began from a seemingly ordinary day.”

She leaned into my touch, eyes fluttering shut before they opened slowly again. “You make it all sound so easy,” she whispered. “So simple.” “With the right person, it is,” I told her. I swallowed, glancing at her lips before I found her gaze again. “If you were mine, Ruby Grace, your dreams wouldn’t come second to anything.”

And I just sat there, hands on the steering wheel, eyes on my passenger seat, and heart somewhere down the road with a girl who didn’t even realize she had it.

The level of hurt on her face in that moment was enough to make me wish I’d never opened my door in the first place. I knew that kind of hurt — it was rejection. And God, it killed me that I’d been the one to put it there.

If he was a dream, I would sleep, just so I could keep him a little longer. I’d sleep, and maybe — just maybe — I’d wake on a day where I got to keep him forever.