BOOK THREE: Inspection

A Silver Fox Romance

You should get out there again, Dad. My daughter’s words ring in the air like someone struck a gong. I drop the wrench on the driveway, distracted and overcome by what she’s said.

”I mean it.” Orla stands with her hands on her hips, shaking her head before stooping to pick up the tool and check it for nicks. She hands me back the wrench and leans over my shoulder, peeking into the hood of her ...