The doors on the old cabinet were being stubborn, but finally, after about a million small adjustments, they were closed and flush to the base.“There,” he said and pointed to the near perfect seam. “That, little sister, is craftsmanship.”“That, big brother, took you almost the whole day,” Savannah replied smartly, flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder. “Your head isn’t in the game today, Bennett.”That was certainly true. He’d forgotten half his tools at home and had to go back for them. Then he’d mixed up the addresses for deliveries and sent Carter to the wrong house. Sleep had been in short supply. It had been two days since the scene in his kitchen with Mia, two days and she was still wreaking havoc on him.Thinking about Mia, and about whether or not she really was in danger from someone, had kept him awake. A part of him wanted to dismiss the accident as just a fluke or aberration. But his gut wouldn’t let him. It didn’t feel right to him. Or maybe it was wishful thinking on his part.
What do You think about Bennett (Bourbon & Blood #1)?
