Tin Queen (Clifton Forge, #6)

by Devney Perry

Dad always said that the Nova was a little badass and a whole lot cool. It was the reason he’d named me

His chocolate-brown hair was tied into a knot at the crown of his head. His face was covered in a short beard.

Emmett’s tattooed biceps strained at the sleeves of his tee as the cotton stretched over his broad chest. He was bulkier than I’d expected. Taller too. The pictures of him on the garage’s website didn’t do his build justice. And he was more attractive than I’d let myself hope.

Damn, but she was a stunner. She had to be new around town because that face was unforgettable.

For just a moment, I was a woman who shared a primal attraction with this sexy man.

“It’s the truth.” “Whose truth?” She flinched. “Do you want the truth or not?” “How do I know you won’t lie to me?” I leveled her with my gaze. “One of us on this deck is a liar. It sure as hell isn’t me.” Nova had the decency to look ashamed.

“I love her, Mom. I’ve never been in love with a woman before.” Mom didn’t speak. She just kept her gentle touch on my arm.