Carpentry and Cocktails by Nora Everly

Author:Nora Everly
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Smartypants Romance
Published: 2020-04-27T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

EVERETT

“Love sets everything it touches free. When you’re in love, Everett, holding on means letting go.”

PAPAW JOE

Sexy and protective from afar.

Fuck afar. I would be protective from right here, next to her. It was best that I stay where she needed me to be. Her hand squeezing mine in a death grip told me not to let her out of my sight until Tommy was completely out of the picture. It occurred to me that he would fight her. That he wouldn’t accept anything she had to say unless she were saying words he wanted to hear. I knew his type—controlling, domineering, a bully— and I knew him. I had no respect for men like that and I would not tolerate him trying to intimidate Willa.

“We’re here,” I whispered. Her head had fallen to my shoulder as she leaned sideways over the console, asleep, with my hand gripped tightly in hers. When I noticed her start to drift off, I switched to the scenic route home. Obviously, she needed a nap before going to Genie’s tonight.

“Everett?”

“Wake up, sweetheart.” Unable to help myself, I shifted to the side so I could kiss the top of her head. She smelled of flowers and something warm, like vanilla. I could spend forever with her sweet scent in my nostrils and wished she was in my arms like the other night.

She sat up and her startled eyes grew round as she looked around, adorable in her confusion. “It’s late.” Her eyebrows furrowed and her big blue eyes landed on me. I grinned.

“You fell asleep, so I drove around for a while to let you rest.” Glancing at the clock on the dashboard, she shifted her hair behind her back, only to have some of the wild curls shoot back around and frame her face, melting my heart in the process.

“You must have been driving for hours—it’s three-thirty, Everett.”

“It’s no big deal, you needed the sleep. You snored the whole time,” I lied. She didn’t really snore, but occasionally she would let out the cutest little snort. Like a puff of air from her nose. When awake, Willa had an effortless elegance about her. She was graceful and feline in her movements, all lithe and sexy as hell. During the night we spent together, I discovered that sleeping Willa was not elegant at all. In fact, she remined me of my Papaw Joe when he’d crash out in his recliner during Monday Night Football after having a beer or two. All wide-open mouth, hair in her face, and arms and legs akimbo. I have a king-size bed and she had taken up most of the space. It worked for me because it meant she’d been all over me like I was a human body pillow and I liked that. Willa slept like an old man and, god help me, I thought it was hot.

“I do not snore, Everett! Take it back. Oh, no! I was supposed to have lunch with Sabrina,” she cried while

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