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From USA Today bestselling author Meghan March comes the final sexy standalone set in the Beneath world of New Orleans.
I used to believe there were lines in life you don’t cross.
Don’t lie. Don’t cheat. Don’t steal.
Until I learned people don’t always practice what they preach.
I turned in my badge and gun and walked away from everything.
Then I got the call no one wants, and I’m back in New Orleans.
What I don’t expect is for her to be here too.
Another line you don’t cross?
Don’t touch your best friend’s little sister.
She’s always been off-limits.
Too bad I don’t follow the rules anymore.
Wham. My heart slammed against my ribs as it sped up about twenty beats per minute.
The heat and delicious woodsy citrus scent radiating from his body did good things to me. Things that made me want to do very bad things to him. I wasn’t a seventeen-year-old virgin anymore. I knew my way around a man, but I had to admit, the hipsters in Cali had nothing on a homegrown Louisiana man like Rhett.
When he spoke, he leaned in so close that I could feel his breath on my ear. “You missed that shot on purpose.”
My gaze jumped from the sexy five o’clock shadow shading his jaw to his piercing green eyes.
“Wha-what are you talking about?” I smacked myself mentally when my old stammer kicked in. Of course he would cause it.
“That shot. You missed on purpose. I saw you adjust at the last minute. Why?”
I swallowed the saliva pooling in my mouth and decided to take the safest exit from this situation. Lying.
His eyes narrowed on me. “You’re lying and you’re terrible at it, just like you’ve always been.” He reached up and pressed his thumb to my left eyebrow. “You get a twitch right here.”
Oh my God. Rhett Hennessy is touching me. And what’s more . . . he knows my tell. He noticed me!
The fifteen-year-old inside me did a terrible cartwheel at the realization. Okay, more of a round-off. With a tumble in the grass to finish. Whatever.
But outwardly, I was trapped in that green gaze until he decided to let me go—or until I came to my senses.
I cleared my throat and sidestepped him. “Whatever you say, hotshot. I need another drink.”
Focusing on putting one four-inch heel in front of the other without biting it, I escaped to the table and reached for the whiskey glass I’d left behind, interrupting my brother and the waitress. They both stared at me as I chugged the contents.
I’d always wondered what it would feel like to have Rhett’s attention, and now I knew. In a word, it was . . . unnerving.
“How’s the game going?” my brother asked.
“Fine.” Keeping my answer short meant he couldn’t tell that I was lying. Heath wasn’t nearly as observant as Rhett.
Thanking the Lord that Heath obviously hadn’t been watching, I shrugged. “I guess.”
He glanced toward Rhett and then back to me. “The sister I know and love doesn’t lose at pool. Ever. Even to Rhett Hennessy.”
I lowered the glass to the table and straightened my shoulders. “Like they say, things change.”
He nodded slowly. “That may be true about most things, Flounder. But you’re a pool shark and we both know it.”
Before I could respond, Heath’s attention jumped back to the waitress. I took another ten seconds to gather myself, also known as drinking offensively in my mind, before I crossed the floor to face off against my former obsession.
“You all right, Red?” Rhett asked.
“Don’t call me that. And I’ve never been better.”
His gaze dipped to my feet and dragged up my body. “I can agree with that statement.”
Whoa. Who is this guy with the innuendo? A glance at his empty whiskey glass told me he was drinking heavily as well. Was this the booze talking? Or was Rhett Hennessy not just noticing me, but noticing me?
Either way, I had to play it cool. Or at least pretend to play it cool, since it seemed I might fall short.
“Your turn, hotshot. Better not miss, because I’ll clear the table next time,” I said, but my cocky attitude backfired.
Rhett didn’t miss. He sank his balls and then the eight, ending the game almost as quickly as it started. He returned his cue to the rack and turned to face me, all traces of the earlier heat banked, his expression shuttered.
What the hell just happened?
Leaving town on the tale of a scandal, Rhett Hennessey never thought he would head to his hometown under the circumstances he was facing. Giving up his job in the police department meant a drastic change in lifestyle. Now tragedy has drawn Rhett back to New Orleans. The case at hand is not one Rhett expected to be embroiled within. The secrets surrounding his father’s involvement in the ’shady’ side of the law was creeping its way back into Rhett’s life.
As a civilian, Rhett doesn’t have the authority to conduct an investigation. That doesn’t stop this ex-cop from making it his mission to uncover all of the secrets surrounding the Hennessey family. What he had not planned for was the return of the gal next door from his childhood. Ariel has always held on to a crush for Rhett. Now that the two find themselves back in their hometown as adults, things begin to shift into more than either could have imagined.
How many of you have been waiting on Rhett’s story? I can’ tell you…this novel is filled with just as much sweetness as there is edginess. Rhett is embroiled in the ever changing details surrounding the scandal that his family is embroiled in. Add to that drama…the newfound relationship between Ariel and Rhett. It’s a tornado that has been held back for years. Now that it has been released…nothing will be the same. Both characters will face some hard truths where their futures are concerned. Will they overcome the odds and still be standing in the end? Guess you will have to read this one to find out.
The Beneath series was my first introduction to Meghan March’s writing. Each book has pulled me deeper and deeper into the lives of these characters. Rhett’s story is no exception!! Fans of the other books in the series will be treated to some interesting cameos of their favorite characters. What’s even more tempting is knowing that we haven’t seen the last of Lachlan Mount. If Rhett’s brothers just happen to show up in other books…..well, this gal might have cause to jump up and down a few times!! I can’t get enough of those Hennessey men!!