The Pocket Pair (Love Stories in Sheet Cake, Texas, #3)

by Emma St. Clair

“You need to take better care of yourself, Chevy.” Or find someone to take care of you. I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!

“If you need anything, anything at all, I’m here for you, Tiny. Always.” Anything like … a marriage proposal? A kiss to ruin me for all other kisses?

If the Grahams weren’t such decent guys, I’d hate them all. Instead, I decided to adopt myself into their family. If you can’t beat them, better attach yourself to ‘em like a tick.

“Let me guess,” Grant says. “That’s Jaxon? With an X?” “Let’s call him by his real name,” I say. “Mullet.”

If he looked mortally offended a moment ago, he looks immortally offended now. Like he was so offended he died, and now is so offended, he returned as the undead.