“I want to spend your last semester getting you out of those pearls and on all fours.”
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Sake began with a grain of rice. Scotch emerged from barley, tequila from agave, rum from sugarcane, bourbon from corn. Thirsty yet?In The Drunken Botanist, Amy Stewart explores the dizzying array of herbs, flowers, trees, fruits, and fungi that humans have, through ingenuity, inspiration, and sheer desperation, contrived to transform…
That’s what he said to me when he found out that with one semester of college left, my father—his colleague—had cut me off. Young, wickedly handsome, and deliciously moody, Senator Graham Delaney’s filthy proposition to cover tuition in exchange for one semester of kink was terrifying and thrilling and offensive.
If you’re wondering if I told him to go screw himself after he gave me his ultimatum—if the night ended with me slapping that smirk off his face—that didn’t happen.
Instead, I did what I needed to do.
I just didn’t expect to like it.
*Volume 1 of a sexy new serial. WARNING: The pages of this novella contain filthy words, naughty situations, and is not intended for readers under the age of 18. Reader discretion advised.