Brody Galven lifted his beer to his lips and sucked it down as he stared at the woman waiting tables at the other end of the bar. He leaned back in his chair and stretched his long legs. At the same time, he took a lengthy gander at hers. His goody-two-shoes older brother, Rod, would call them shapely. But to Brody, they were downright delectable. What he wouldnâ€™t give to lay her down and taste her smooth, warm skin.
|Longing For Langston (Mavericks of Meeteetse, Novella Book 1: Brody & Liv) by Renee Vincent|