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Rock Hard (Sinners on Tour #2) Rebel (Renegades #2)

It was impossible not to have a case of the skin crawls as she pictured the phone ringing next to the corpse of their controller. Dear God …

So I need your help, Lane concluded.Edward brought the gin bottle to his mouth again. This time, however, he didn’t drink. He lowered it back down. With what, precisely?

The Other Side of Love (Forever Love #3)

I need access to the BBC’s financial files—the real ones that haven’t been scrubbed for the Board or the press.I don’t work for the company anymore, Lane.Don’t tell me you couldn’t get into the servers if you really wanted to.

Three Days (The Private Club #1)

Lane had a point. Edward had been the one to set up the computer systems.There was a long silence, and then Edward followed through with another hit of the liquor. There’s still plenty of money around. You have your trust, Maxwell has his, and Gin only has a year or two to go—

That fifty-three million dollar loan with Prospect Trust is coming due. Two weeks, Edward.

Edward shrugged. It has to be unsecured, otherwise Monteverdi wouldn’t be so worried. So it’s not like they’re going to come for the house.Smiling up at her, he said, Pretty, aren’t I. But believe it or not, I’m fully functional. Well, Viagra helps. Be a darling, would you, and bring me some alcohol—I think I’m detoxing and that’s why I’m shaking like this.

Do you … She cleared her throat. Do you n-n-need a doctor?No, just some Jim Beam. Or Jack Daniel’s.

Hunted (House of Night #5)

As she simply stared at him, he pointed through the open door behind her. I’m serious. What I need is alcohol. If you want to save me, get me some. Now.When Shelby Landis backed out of that bathroom and shut the door, she fully intended to get Edward what he’d asked for.

After all, she had a lot of experience with alcoholics—and even though she didn’t approve of any of it, she’d brought her pops his booze a thousand times, and usually in the morning, too.At least that was her plan. In reality, however, she couldn’t seem to move, to think … even to breathe.

She had not been prepared for the sight of that man in there, his dark head bowed as if he were ashamed of his too-thin, mangled body, his man’s pride as shredded and unhealed as his flesh. He had once been a great force; her father had told her the stories of his dominance in business, on the track, in society. Heck, she had heard about the Bradfords since she was young: Her father had refused to drink anything but their No. 15—and so had most of the horse people she knew.Putting her hands to her face, she whispered, What did you do to me, Pops?

Shelby? came the demand from inside the bathroom.God, it was just like her father: The way Edward said her name with that hint of desperation … it was exactly the way her Pops had when he’d needed the drink bad.

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