Just Between Us (Nashville is Calling, #2)

by Madison Wright

What a prick—getting me hooked on his espresso and then moving away.

“What’s a Kardashian?”

“Or is it Sam? Cam?” My voice is rough to my own ears when I say, “I can be whoever you want me to be, Daisy.”

“Want to come upstairs and watch a movie?” My hand slips an inch farther down her back, my fingers unable to stop smoothing against the unbelievably soft fabric of her thrifted coat. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” “Why not?” “Because my resolve is only so strong.”