Jackson looked at me and raised his eyebrows. “Are you free?”
“No, Reyn’s got plans with me this evening for the Lyle Lovett concert.”
We turned to see Clint Calhoun holding up two tickets.
Somehow, “uh-oh” didn’t quite cover it….
Table of Contents
Cover
Praise
Also by Laura Bradley
Title Page
Copyright
Dedication
Epigraph
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Seventeen
Eighteen
Nineteen
Twenty
Twenty-One
Twenty-Two
Twenty-Three
Twenty-Four
Twenty-Five