Eyes Like Whiskey
Eyes Like Whiskey Gwen is an outcast. People keep their distance because she calls a pack of wolves family - except for the hunters who come way too close! When someone new moves to town, she hopes to finally make a connection. Will he accept her for who she is? Excerpt: Her old grandfather clock chimed a third time as they broke from each other, satiated and damp with sweat. “Damn, Gwen. You’re gonna [unalive] me before long,” he panted. “But you’ll [expire] with a smile on your face,” she teased, draping a slim leg over his. “That I will. That I will.” He mindlessly caressed her thigh, finding again the long scabby strip he had been too preoccupied to ask about earlier. “What happened here?” “Oh that? Just a scrape.” She tried to move her leg away, but Mike wouldn’t let go. “A deep one by the fee...