I’m not just a bartender—I’m a Jedi Master when it comes to cocktails. So it shouldn’t shock you that I think of people in terms of drinks.

What am I? Jägermeister: bold and strong, not to everyone’s liking and mixes poorly with others. That suits me just fine. I’m new to the small town of Rough and Ready and like to keep to myself.

Confession #1: I’m not sure how long I’ll last here. 
I’ve been traveling nonstop for the past decade with my job. I’ve never been in one place very long—I’ve never wanted to be. But I have an opportunity of a lifetime with this new job, and I can’t pass it up.

Confession #2 : There’s this one guy in town I don’t think I can pass up either. 
Ice cream shop owner Noah Baker should be sweet, like a strawberry beer on a warm summer day, but I have a feeling he’s more complicated. Like an Irish Car Bomb—potent, with a bite, and entirely too intoxicating.

Confession #3: I totally melt for that kind of guy. 
He thinks he knows what I want.

Confession #4: He does.
He looks into my soul and just KNOWS what I need. That’s a rare guy and one you want to jump on.

Confession #5: That totally freaks me out. 
I’m a loner for a reason, and he’s going to want more. Am I brave enough to go there? Because I have a feeling one taste of what he has to offer won’t be enough.