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Excerpt: Nothing But Trouble
Excerpt from NOTHING BUT TROUBLE by Amy Andrews
CC blasted a superior look in Wade’s direction. He was eating cookies, and crumbs had stuck to his lips. The sudden urge to lick those crumbs off those lips hit her out of the blue. Who knew farmer porn got more interesting with the addition of cookie crumbs? She knew they made ice cream better, but…
Oh, for crying out loud—what in hell was with her today?
Was she delirious? Or did every woman who entered the Credence town limits suddenly develop a thing for the town’s number one son? Like he needed any more adoration.
Welcome to Credence, Colorado, population 2,134.
Birthplace of Wade “The Catapult” Carter.
That’s what the welcome sign had said on the way in today. She’d thought it kinda funny and had given him some shit about it, but maybe it had been some kind of portent? A warning to poor, unsuspecting females.
Beware, all ye who enter here, estrogen hazard ahead.
“We don’t name them, anyway,” Wade said, breaking into her analysis.
Cal nodded. “That’s right, darlin’. Mighty hard to eat something that’s going to end up in burgers and sausages when it has a name.”
CC gasped, horrified, looking down into Wilburta’s—she’d already feminized the name, despite her earlier insistence—pretty face. “What, all of them? Don’t you…” She glanced between Wade and his father. “Keep some? Like for…kids’ parties and…petting zoos and stuff?”
Wade laughed again. “Hell no. But dibs on suggesting it to Wyatt.”
