" You sounded good tonight, Boone.” The honeyed voice sliced through the crowd noise.
He froze, keeping his eyes on the row of shot glasses over the register and his back to the sound. Memories of summer nights, skinny-dipping, Christmases, horseback riding, hot skin on skin, and her sweet lips came rushing back, making his heart stop. "

― Kate Kisset , Love Maker (Lonesome Cowboy #2)