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Her Mercy, Epilogue

There’s only one thing left to do.

“It’s gonna be a long ride,” I warn Bree. “I’m not as young as I used to be.” Even as I say the words, I know they’re no longer entirely true. Overnight my heart is younger, my body lighter—more free.

“I don’t care how long it takes,” she says, nuzzling into me. “I just don’t know what I’m gonna say to her.”

Catch Up

Part 3: The Bohemian and the Biker

Epilogue

Now
Mercy


In the morning, I borrow the kitchen and cook too much breakfast for just Bree and me. The thought of hundreds more breakfasts like this one makes me smile. She sits in my lap and I feed her bites of bacon and eggs, unable to physically separate. Not just yet.

Soon there’s nothing more to do. Our bags are packed—not an impossible task, since there are only two of them. I hold her in my lap, bringing her hand to my lips.

“It’s gonna be a long ride,” I warn her. “I’m not as young as I used to be.” Even as I say the words, I know they’re no longer entirely true. My body has aged, but overnight my heart is younger. Lighter. Freer.

“I don’t care how long it takes,” she says, nuzzling into me. “I just don’t know what I’m going to say to her.”

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I just finished reading this spicy, slow burn, small town romance

Wild Card by Staci Hart has some pretty memorable scenes: the rooftop, the pond, the water tower (iykyk). I love a Staci Hart novel, not just for the spice but also for the slow, sweet way she writes sex scenes. With Wild Card, she really kicked it up a notch. “Duchess” (Jessa) and Remy seemed determined to get caught, what with all the public places they banged in. 😂

I really appreciated how lighthearted this book was. Off-page, pre-book, Remy cared for his mother while she went through cancer treatment, and she survived. (She even assists a little, behind the scenes.) The most serious thing that happened was when his giant dog muddied up Jessa’s clothes (and it was nothing a little dry cleaning couldn’t fix). It was a couple hundred pages of witty banter, Remy dirty-talking, and Jessa falling in love with not just Remy but also the town. In other words, it was exactly what I needed.

I finished this book with a big ass grin on my face, squealing in happiness when I read Epilogue 2 at the end. Wild Card reminded me a lot of Bad Penny, the first Staci Hart book I ever read, because there was such a bounce and sauciness to her writing. (Penny’s nipples, lips, and dick theory has lived rent-free in my head ever since.)

Hart was much missed and I’m so glad she’s back in action. I can’t wait for Cass and Wilder’s book—I’m a sucker for second chance romance, and the ending of Wild Card set things up nicely for their story.

In the meantime, if you like small town romance, Wild Card is a fun summer read.

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If you liked my Love in Ink small town tattoo shop romance series, I think you’ll like Wild Card (or any of Staci Hart’s other small town romances, really).