Whiskey Bend Book 2

Release Date: TBD

I keep my circle small. A few good friends. My shop. My name on a legal document when someone in town needs it. That’s enough. It’s quiet. Controlled. Safe.

Then Raegan Webb blew through the door like a one-woman wildfire—all sunshine and big ideas, with a camera and a mission to “put my work on the map.”

I don’t want to be on the map. I left that life behind. The noise. The pressure. The way the world chews you up just because they can.

But she doesn’t just see my work. She sees me. And worse—she makes me want to be seen.
She’s too bright. Too curious. Too damn close. Always leaning in, looking closer, asking questions I don’t want to answer. Getting under my skin—and staying there.

I should send her packing. Shut the door. Keep things simple.

Instead, I find myself watching her mouth when she talks. Standing too close when I should be stepping back. Waiting for her to come through the door like she belongs here.

I don’t need chaos. But I want her—more than I should.

And if I let her stay, she might burn through every wall I’ve built.

I don’t need the world to see me. I just need her to stay with me.