listening to my wishes
BACK AS EZRA King hauled a t
iserable hot, edging clos
t it slow
this damn deck built befo
-assuming it cooled off-fa
he contemplated the best way
an carpentry," he m
damned, do-it-yourself he
t least that was what he
ont of you, something that started with just a bare wisp of an idea. Har
e time, but now it served him well. Nothing worth having came for free. A guy
erve it. Th
ed it, he wanted it done h
ome money tucked away, but if he wanted it to last, h
d be glad whe
pped, but only because hi
itcher of iced tea, he headed back outside and once more fell into a
time, his mind b
is shoes, he worked. A red bandanna held his sweat-dampened
act he'd been told more th
fights because of it. It was just a face,
a curse and blessing, as
as long as he could remem
and what flirting was. A
m ended up catching the attention of the boys in his gr
e point where he enjoyed
was directed his way. At
gh school, he got into a
eam. His nose was broken in
harsh at the time, but looking back, he was glad he had parents who loved him en
nd his own delight, his n
k to his nose made his fac
aved in the morning, but come late afternoon, that five o'clock shadow made its appearance. He was
e warm and loose. Even
hich was why he was living out here in Ash, Kentucky. He'd walked away
t like a bitch later once
come nightfall. But
ng up pretty damn g
eak around three when he
arrier had bills for him an
ills in his back pocke
ne of them was a book he'
to trac
ough. He was tempted, bu
w, he wasn't going to finish anything else but the book t
the kitchen and refilling
tside, going thro
engine and glanced up tow
f the long, black stre
is thermos and drinking,
car disappeared
oing-Running Brook Inn.
had been run-down and just
heirs had the brilliant ide
and the ide
a B&B. It had a small re
ngs-whatever in
e on a regular basis. He'd come out here seeking the peace and quiet he'd r
y're driving through the
ide. Pushing the limo out
op until he began
injured thigh were screaming, an
ch, then he'd crash, an
for a sandwich or a microwave pizza, or any of the other fa
choices in Ash, but he w
h shit, that meant
in Street would still be open. Plus,
Ezra found himself turning right, h
nearly ten by the
e long, sleek sprawl of mahog
sed. His jeans and T-shir
Dockers and
less. As long as
g mouthwatering. Garlic.
an I get
friendly, apologetic smi
got bar food, if you're int
ev
His stomach growled de
'd been drooling ... what
t he wanted.
rry." He glanced at h
Ezra asked, "So wha
was cold. Five minutes
when he caught a glimp
heard the oddly familiar
he turne
't coming from her
as a l
nds, Ezra didn't notice the
e was too busy
am
ses, despite the low lights
der soft lights, was sho
ace and a wide mobile mout
E-
amy, the kind of skin that
ust never saw the sun. Tal
t was pro
something worth looking
'd looked at in quite a wh
g her during his infrequen
d, he hadn't left the ho
take her
cking again and glanced
ellow retriever-wearing a r
oman, keeping pace with he
the hardwood floor. The r
ft, nor right, shou
li
ing her every step a
l. How's
. You want a drink whil
brushed it against the ba
I guess." With a slow, eas
ai
imself starin
nd wondering h
ward him, cocked to
h ...
him, grinned. "She's got
t the bartender. "I do n
le curled her lips. "Appare
ma
d, scowling, a little disg
like he wa
turning to face him. She
and cocked a brow. "Okay,