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WHISKEY PROPOSAL
Walker Rose
Release Date: August 14
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Blurb:
Lane Foster was supposed to be a potential client—nothing more than the quiet, sinfully attractive co-owner of a Montana distillery. An account big enough to put my brand-new marketing company on Denver’s radar. A simple meeting for a make-or-break pitch.
Instead, it was one night. One explosive kiss. One promise to see him again.
Then I ghosted him.
So imagine my surprise when I return home for my father’s funeral and learn Dad’s final wish: I will inherit my childhood home. But only if I marry Lane Foster first.
Fine. I’ll marry the man. One month. One simple house sale. One emotionless divorce.
Except then he fixes up my father’s old truck without being asked. He makes space for me to work—and for my rapidly growing flock of chickens. He talks to me, touches me, makes me feel things way too much.
To make it worse, the tiny, judgmental town I ran from is welcoming me home.
I’m starting to wonder if my husband really wants a divorce. Or if I do either. What began as a whiskey proposal feels way too neat. But in my experience, that means it’s time to settle up because everything’s about to go sour.
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REVIEW: WHISKEY PROPOSAL (FOSTER HOUSE #4) BY WALKER ROSE
I grind my molars together. Acid reaches my throat and dread fills my gut.
“Yes, and . . .” The paper in Zack’s hands shakes. He draws in a fortifying breath. Brooks turns back around, and Emerson takes another step closer to the lawyer. They sense the impending doom. Zack clears his throat and wets his bottom lip. “You’d have to be married.”
Emerson barks out a laugh so loud it startles Ethel. Hillary has to put her catch down or get wacked in the face by Ethel’s wings. “That’s not happening. I’m not married, and I’m not just grabbing some guy off the street so I can have this shithole.”
Regret crosses Zack’s face, and not for the first time, I wish I could’ve talked sense into Hutch.
“You can’t just marry anyone,” Zack says weakly. “He had someone specific in mind.”
Emerson screws her face up. “Who?”
Zack flicks his gaze up to me. The poor guy has been through enough. I’ll take this one. “Me.”
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