Buenos Friday! Did you miss me? Shannon has been keeping me very busy working on our secret project and Becoming Miss Becky and the third Devlin Group book. But as you can see, there is always time for frolicking at sunset with a cowboy.
Wait. Do you hear that? How am I supposed to think with all that racket?
Shan: That’s Gallagher shouting again. He’s still stuck down in that plot hole.
Adam: I could shoot him.
Ez: That would take care of the plot hole problem.
Shan: No, you can’t shoot him.
Adam: Hellfire, woman. You ain’t let me shoot a single soul yet.
Ez: At least you had sex. Gallagher’s stuck in a hole.
Adam: About that. I don’t reckon it’s right to make love to a woman before we’ve even had a decent conversation.
Ez: How very un-alpha of you.
Shan: Shut up, Ezmerelda. I told you, Adam, we write scenes out of order.
Adam: Well, it addles a man’s brain being jerked around like that.
Gallagher: :censor: :censor: :censor:ing :censor:
Ez: I’m supposed to be recapping our week, here, people.
Shan: This pretty much was our week.