Into the Tide (Cottonwood Cove, #1)

by Laura Pavlov

I barked out a laugh and slipped my phone into my back pocket, making my way upstairs and finding my brother quickly. Unfortunately, the old horndog, Mrs. Runither, hurried over to intercept me before I made it there. “Hello, Hugh. This place is packed, as usual.” “Yep.” I shoved my hands into my pockets because I was irritated that I had to stand here and talk to her. I glanced over to see Cage watching me with a hand over his mouth, trying not to laugh. “Have you found yourself a lady yet? A big, strapping man like you shouldn’t be alone,” she purred, making every attempt to be sexy, but appearing desperate. And considering her age, it was awkward as fuck when she grabbed my hand and studied the size of it. I leaned in close to whisper in her ear. “I’ve taken a vow of celibacy, you know, since the Irritable Bowel Syndrome started. There’s nothing quite like getting the shits in the throes of passion.” Her eyes doubled in size, and she pulled her hand away. That oughta do it. She waved at me before hurrying back to her table.