Rebel Revenge (Saint View Rebels, #1)

by Elle Thorpe

He chuckled and motioned for the bartender to pour him a drink. Whiskey on the rocks. Of course. How typical. Too macho for something with fruit, I was sure.

Fuck me. I hated men. Especially the attractive ones who thought schoolyard taunts were conversation.

“Oh my. What is going on here? Do I detect the sweet, sweet smell of two men who’ve seen each other naked?”