By Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Sugar Beth Carey's come again to Parrish, Mississippi, and she's introduced her recognition for wreaking havoc along with her. She's broke, determined, and too proud to teach it, regardless of her previous 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 by chance. Now Colin's a recognized novelist residing in Sugar Beth's previous mansion, and this contemporary day darkish prince is utilizing his writer's mind's eye to determine the best way to 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 woman all of them take note. No, now she's a lady to be reckoned with ... and a very good gigantic reckonin' is ready to take place, no longer least of fascinated about one darkish prince who may well -- simply may perhaps -- be pondering 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 potential for happily-ever-after.
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You ain’t Catholic, Sugar Beth. ” “You’re still a smart ‘un, Cubby. M. 00 benefits local charities The night felt as if it were closing in on her, so she headed toward the lake, only to realize she couldn’t afford the gas. She made a U-turn on Spring Road, not far from the entrance to the Carey Window Factory, the business her grandfather had founded, except it was called CWF now. She found it hard to imagine Winnie and Ryan hosting a concert series. They’d been married for more than a dozen years now.
She’d been trying not to think about last night’s encounter with Colin Byrne. At least she hadn’t crumbled until she’d reached the carriage house. Old guilt clung to her like cobwebs. She should have tried harder to make amends, but apparently, she hadn’t grown up as much as she wanted to think. Why, of all people, did he have to be the one who bought Frenchman’s Bride? If he’d ever spoken to the press about moving back to Parrish, she’d missed it. But then he seemed to shun publicity, and there hadn’t been that many interviews.
The knowledge stunned him. This should have been his victory. Both of them knew it. Yet she was trying to snatch it away. He gazed at the mouth he’d just crushed. She hadn’t tasted anything like he’d expected—not that he’d expected anything, since he hadn’t planned his attack. Still, he’d subconsciously braced himself for the slyness, the pettiness, the monstrous ego that had defined her. Who’s the fairest in the land? Me! Me! Me! Instead, he’d discovered something else—something gritty, determined, and insolent.
Ain't She Sweet? by Susan Elizabeth Phillips