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Can't Shoot Whiskey. Southern Veterinary
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- ISBN8991129848
- EAN9798991129848
- Date de parution06/04/2026
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- ÉditeurZoe Forward
Résumé
Josh Hurst was supposed to be my forever. I gave him my heart. He broke it without flinching. So, I did what any self-respecting, heart-shattered girl would do-I declared war. Our revenge game? Legendary. Until I left for college and swore I'd never look back. But life doesn't care about vows made in the dark. When my father dies unexpectedly, I'm dragged back to the hometown I outgrew, handed guardianship of my grieving kid brother, and forced to take over my father's struggling veterinary clinic.
And waiting for me-like karma with a smirk-is Josh. Not as a memory. Not as a ghost. But as my new business partner. Avoiding him? Impossible. Forgetting what we were? Laughable. He still looks at me like I'm his. Like we're a story paused instead of over. Like one spark is all it would take. And God help me, the spark is still there. But we don't do soft. We don't do safe. We do oil and fire. War and wreckage.
Whatever we once were-Whatever we still could be-We're enemies. And this time, nobody's walking away unburned.
And waiting for me-like karma with a smirk-is Josh. Not as a memory. Not as a ghost. But as my new business partner. Avoiding him? Impossible. Forgetting what we were? Laughable. He still looks at me like I'm his. Like we're a story paused instead of over. Like one spark is all it would take. And God help me, the spark is still there. But we don't do soft. We don't do safe. We do oil and fire. War and wreckage.
Whatever we once were-Whatever we still could be-We're enemies. And this time, nobody's walking away unburned.
