CHAPTER FOUR
Devon spent the rest of the week alternating between being in a shitty mood and dreaming about his little librarian. No, make that Brody's little librarian. The bastard.
He'd acted like a petulant child and avoided Brody, whenever possible, since that afternoon six days ago. He didn't want to hear how his buddy had hooked up with the brunette, whose name he now knew was Kristen Anders. She'd dropped off copies of her books for Jennifer at the pub, and his niece was now reading the next paperback in an ongoing series of vanilla romances after finishing one on her e-reader. And yes, he knew the stories were vanilla because when no one was looking, he’d skimmed through Jenn's book, Passions Uncaged, after she left it on the bar for a few minutes while working.
Although he didn
