NOT SO TRULY YOURS (THE HARDER THEY FALL #4) BY JULIA WOLF EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Daisy
MY SMILE WAS CROOKED. Undeniably lopsided. I pressed up on the
downward side, forming an abomination of a grin more like baring teeth
than an expression of happiness.
Dropping my hand, I blew out a breath. The back of my head connected
with my headrest. Sitting in my car in a bar parking lot, dreading the
thought of going inside when it used to be fun, I came to the conclusion I’d
been spending too much time frowning. Not that I was a ray of sunshine on
a normal basis, but my current situation had crossed a line even I wasn’t
comfortable with.
I sat up straight, thinking happy things.
Camping in the rain.
Beating my genius younger brother at Final Jeopardy.
Finally breaking in my new Docs and healing my mangled feet.
Creating the perfect icing rose.
Piping its twin right beside it.
German words like Backpfeifengesicht and Kummerspeck. Grief bacon
was my way of life.
I checked my reflection again in the rearview mirror. The lazy side of my
mouth had decided to come out to play. My smile was small but even.
Hopefully in the face of making tips, I could dredge up a little more
enthusiasm from deep in my stores. After all, it had been a month since I’d
been to my second job at High Bar. Fortunately, I had history with the
owner, Nick, so he was letting me come back after my sabbatical.
That was what I was calling the last month of doing nothing but what was
absolutely necessary. It sounded a lot better than “breaking up with the man
I thought I’d marry and taking to my bed to reevaluate every decision that
had led me here.”
Nodding to myself, I zipped my hoodie up to my chin and hopped out of
my van, circling to the trunk. My method of packing everything I’d need
tonight was an art form. As few bags as possible were involved since
making more than one trip was out of the question.
Bags, tray, and box in hand, I breezed up to the entrance.
Duke, the bouncer, unfolded himself from his long-suffering wooden
stool the second he laid eyes on me. Duke had once played professional
football. I wasn’t certain what position since I’d never understood the point
of sports, but I had to assume he’d been the guy who tackled everyone.
Duke was a big, big boy, the shape of a brick wall gone a little soft in the
middle.
“Be still my fucking heart, Daisy’s back,” he boomed from his barrel
chest.
“I’m back.”
A grin swept across my face, and I instantly kicked myself. How had
Duke not been on my list of happy things? Nice guy Duke who could crush
skulls just by looking at them but would never hurt a fly. The protector of
High Bar and unofficial mascot. Since I’d started my little business here last
year, he’d become the highlight of my night.
He clapped me gently on the shoulder. “Things are looking up?”
“Sure.” That dimmed my sunshine a smidge. Duke knew. Everyone
probably knew. “How are tricks here? Do the rabble rousers keep you
busy?”
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