But First, Whiskey

Faith Young is trouble with a capital "T." I thought she was drowning. She wasn't. But I jumped into the pond and saved her and somehow after that it was all wet clothes coming off and a hot and sexy night under the stars.

Until I realize she is my best friend's little sister. Bro code accidentally broken in the worst possible way.

There is no way I can let Cash know I hooked up with Faith, so when he asks for my help in securing her an entry level job at my whiskey distillery, I go one step further. I offer her a great position in the company—one that she can't refuse—in return for her sworn silence about our night together.

Some might call it blackmail. I call it mutually beneficial.

Only now she's everywhere I turn. At the office, at social events for our whiskey label, out downtown, at her brother's. I can't get away from her or her very tempting mouth with that sassy smile.

She calls me a grumpy boss. I call myself a man on the verge of doing something very, very stupid. Like easing her down on my desk for a repeat of our night together.

Now the only one who is drowning is me…