Chapter 58: Mercy

A Dark Taboo Romance

Morgan Falls, walking wet dream, and damn if the woman doesn’t know it.

Smart mouth, autumn eyes, and a tongue like a whip.

No surprise that she lives in most of the local’s heads rent-free, but for me, it started long before them. Long before the middle-aged losers bored in their marriage pined after her wild sweet scent, and the jocks might as well have used pictures of her as a playboy centerfold; Morgan Falls was my obsession.

Ten years, a failed career, and a string of broken hearts behind me, I’m back in Mercy Falls. Not that the town of five thousand ever had any. Not for her. Not for me.

Only sense of relief this place manages, is the secrets it keeps.

Under the quintessential Southern town’s surface are skeletons that will never see the light of day. As a Fed, I should be the first in line for a shovel. Still, I’m the last who’d ever whisper about the old tool shed.

Yet another place that lives in my head, with her wrapped around me, burning through me, and starting the only addiction I’ve ever experienced, other than the chase that made me, ‘a glory hound detective.’

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