By Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Sugar Beth Carey's come again to Parrish, Mississippi, and she's introduced her acceptance for wreaking havoc along with her. She's broke, determined, and too proud to teach it, despite her outdated enemies lining up for an opportunity to get even. Her former girlfriends have their eyebrow pencils sharpened into deadly issues. Winnie Davis, her longtime rival, is absolutely armed with the cash, strength, and status that had as soon as been Sugar Beth's. yet worst of all is Colin Byrne, the fellow whose profession Sugar Beth had destroyed -- and never precisely unintentionally. Now Colin's a recognized novelist residing in Sugar Beth's outdated mansion, and this contemporary day darkish prince is utilizing his writer's mind's eye to determine how one can convey the town's attractive former princess to her knees. yet regardless of her sassy mouth, feisty spirit, and hardheaded methods, Sugar Beth's not the spoiled wealthy lady all of them take into account. No, now she's a lady to be reckoned with ... and a very good titanic reckonin' is ready to ensue, no longer least of involved in one darkish prince who may perhaps -- simply may possibly -- be considering falling in love with the wickedest woman on the town. Ain't She candy? A humorous, heartwarming, oh-so-spicy tale of affection, friendship, and the opportunity of happily-ever-after.
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But Winnie wasn’t a Seawillow, and despite her mother’s nagging, it had taken her longer than the rest to figure out how to pull herself together. Leeann licked a dab of cheese grits from her index finger. ” Amy asked. ” Winnie nodded. ” Merylinn reached for a paper towel. ” “Remember how scared we used to be of him in high school,” Leeann said. “Except for Sugar Beth,” Amy pointed out. ” They grinned at her. “God, I wanted him,” Heidi said. “He might have been weird, but he sure was hot. ” This was a familiar topic.
Said that hateful voice. ” GEORGETTE HEYER, Devil’s Cub CHAPTER TWO She swallowed hard and spoke around a croak. “Mr. ” His thin, unsmiling lips barely moved. “That’s right. It’s Mr. ” She tried to catch her breath. Tallulah hadn’t told her he was the one who’d bought Frenchman’s Bride, but she’d only passed on the news she’d wanted Sugar Beth to hear. The years fell away. Twenty-two. That’s how old he’d been when she’d destroyed his career, barely more than a kid. He’d looked so odd in those days with his Ichabod Crane body—too tall, too thin, his hair too long, nose too big, everything about him too eccentric for a small Southern town—appearance, accent, attitude.
Well, now, isn’t this going to be all kinds of entertaining. ” “I couldn’t care less. ” This was the perfect moment to throw a temper tantrum, but she’d forgotten how. Instead, she sauntered toward him, putting a little sway in her hips even though her bones felt a hundred years old. “See now, here’s where you’re not thinking straight. ” That’s exactly what it had sounded like, and she wanted to bite her tongue. Instead, she flipped up the collar of her jacket and headed for the door. “Fuck you, Mr.