Frank walked with Mick behind the two women. “You treat her right, son, and my daughter will spoil you rotten. She’s a lot like her mother that way.” He clicked his tongue. “Some people don’t understand the relationship we have together, because of the age difference, but that don’t mean shit to us. I’d never change a single minute of my life with Evie.” He glanced at Mick. “And neither would Evie.”
“We feel the same way, sir.” Mick laid his hand on Frank’s back and smiled over at Debbie. “You and I are probably two of the luckiest bastards in the world.”
Other Titles by Abby Wood
Didja Know…?
Throwing a Kink in the Kidnapping
Consent to the Cowboy
Hurting To Feel
That Kind of Special
Sacred, Scared
To Play or Obey
Tagging Her Lynx
Witness Bares All
Steel and Hardness
To Right a Wrong
Finding Eternal Peace
Abby Wood
Writing under a pseudonym—because she blushes easily despite her wild imagination—Abby owns the small town, farm girl attitude that keeps her real.