Reunited
with the Rebel Billionaire
Bayou Billionaires #3
Bayou Billionaires #3
by Catherine Mann
Releasing
April 1st, 2016 (Ebook)
Releasing
April 5th 2016 (Print)
Harlequin
Harlequin
From The Book Junkie Reads . . . Reunited with the Rebel
Billionaire (Bayou Billionaires, #3) . . .
Now who can resist a rebel bad boy, that happens to be a football player, a billionaire , a bit damaged, oh let us not forget hot, hunky, sex on a
stick, and irresistible. Well I have to be the barer of bad news. I did.
I liked Henri but I did not fall in lusty hot need for him. He was complicated. Understandably so with the life he has had to endure since his mom walked out and then there was his father. All this created a coating around him and his heart, but he did what he did not think he would. He fell in love. He loved his wife. He wanted the marriage to work.
The woman he wants is Fiona. I did not even fall in like with her a little bit. I wanted to slap her most of the book. But that was a good thing for me. I had some very set emotions that made me feel throughout the read. I may not have loved Fiona or falling into lusty hot need for Henri, but I enjoyed there story. I found that it connected with the first two books in this series.
**This ARC was provided via
Tasty Book Tours in exchange for an honest review.**
His Pregnant Princess Bride - Bayou Billionaires, #1 - by Catherine Mann
His Secretary's Surprise Fiancé - Bayou Billionaires, #2 - by Joanne Rock
Reunited with the Rebel Billionaire - Bayou Billionaires, #3 - by Catherine Mann
Secret Baby Scandal - Bayou Billionaires, #4 - by Joanne Rock
Blurb
Is it a real reunion, or one for the
cameras? It's a second-chance romance from USA TODAY bestselling author Catherine
Mann!
Football star Henri Reynaud won't let
his career go down without a fight. If the only way to win is to reconcile with
his estranged wife, he'll do what it takes. But spending time with Fiona
Harper-Reynaud isn't just some ruse. The sultry beauty belongs in his bed.
Fiona doesn't know where her sexy
husband's public act ends and his real feelings begin. Can she afford to fall a
second time for the man every female wants? One thing is
undeniable—their attraction has never flared hotter!
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Fiona looked around at the packed event, a total success. Anyone
would think she had a full life.
Except she
couldn’t bring herself to have sex with husband. She’d been so certain the
surgery was the right decision. She’d gone to counseling before and after. Her
husband had been completely supportive.
And still the
distance between them had grown wider and wider these past months, emphasizing
how little they knew about each other. They’re married because of infatuation
and great sex. Now that the initial glow of infatuation had passed and they
didn’t even have sex to carry them through the rough patches, their marriage
was floundering. Badly.
And with a
cancer scare looming over her today, she couldn’t bear the thought that he
would stay with her out of sympathy.
***
Henri wasn’t in much of a party mood, no
matter how much his brothers elbowed him and teased him about his latest
fumble. His Texas cousins weren’t cutting him any slack either.
He’d been thinking about the divorce papers
his wife insisted on pursuing.
While the love had left their marriage,
he’d heard plenty say that marriage had ups and downs. He wasn’t a quitter. And
damn it all, he still burned to have her.
His gaze skimmed along the guests around
the pool, landing on his wife. Her loose hair and slim curves called to him,
reminding him of the enticing feel of her back as he’d tugged her zipper up.
She smiled at whoever she spoke to – a man
with his back to the rest the crowd - and nodded as she walked away. The man
turned and Henri’s breath froze in his chest. He knew the man well. Dr. Carlson
was a partner in the practice Fiona used to see before they’d transferred her
to another physician for the surgery.
Fear gelling in his gut, Henri charged away
from his brothers and cousins, shouldering through the crowd to his wife.
“Henri--.”
He grasped her arm and guided her toward
the shore of Lake Pontchartrain. “In a moment. When no one can over hear us.”
Lights from yachts and boats dotted the distance.
Along the shoreline, couples walked hand and hand into the distance. Henri
opened the boat house door and stepped inside. Moonlight streaked through
streaked through the windows, across her face. Confusion and frustration
stamped along her lovely features.
He angled them beneath a pontoon boat on a
lift. The boat was still wet from use, and water tapped the ground in a rhythm
that almost matched his pounding heart. Inhaling deeply, he caught the musty
scent of the boathouse with the cinnamon notes of Fiona’s perfume. He’d bought
it for her on trip to France before all of these difficulties had really gotten
out of control.
“Enough already, Henri. Would you please
tell me why we’re out here?”
He clasped both
of her shoulders. “Are you okay?”
“What do you
mean?”
“I saw you
talking to Dr. Carlson.” He looked in her sherry colored eyes, trying to read
her. Something flickered there but he wasn’t sure what.
Staring at the
floor, she chewed her bottom lip for an instant before answering, “We were discussing
a fundraiser and party for the pediatric oncology ward.”
Okay, but why
was she looking away? “You’re sure that’s all?”
She
hesitated a second too long. “What do you mean?”
Fear
exploded inside him. “Are you feeling alright?” He clasped her shoulders.
“Physically. Is there something wrong? If so, you know I’m here for you.
Whatever you need, just tell me.”
She
squeezed her eyes closed, shaking her head, tears
“Oh
God, Fiona, is it …,” his throat moved in a long swallow, “do you have…”
“What were you
laughing so hysterically about?” Anger edged through the fear. “And would you
like to clue me in on the joke because right now I could use something to
lighten the mood?”
“No
joke,” she said with a sigh, meeting his gaze again. “Just so ironic.”
“Then
what are you hiding?”
“Not
that it’s any of your business,” she chewed her bottom lip again, “but he asked
me out for a drink to discuss the fundraiser.”
He
saw red. Pure red. “He asked you out for a drink? As in for a date? Not because
of the fundraiser?”
“Because
of the fundraiser, but yes, he clearly meant a date as well.” She pulled at her
curls, tension mounting in her cheeks.
Henri
had to stay calm. Had to make it through this conversation. “And what did you
say?”
“I
told him I’m still married.” Eyes
narrowing, the words launched at him like daggers.
“Clearly
that wasn’t a problem for him since you are wearing my ring.”
She
shrugged her shoulders, chandelier earrings swaying. “That didn’t bother him in
the least.”
He
turned toward the door, ready to return to the party and deck the guy straight
into the pool.
Fiona
placed a hand on his shoulder. “Stop, Henri. He mentioned hearing we’re
splitting up. He thought I was available.”
“How
would he have heard such a thing?” His mind went back to the original concern.
“Were you at the doctor’s office where he’s a partner?”
She
swallowed hard. “You seem to have forgotten his brother is our lawyer.”
“Not
anymore.”
“I
was thinking the same thing actually.” She picked at her French manicure. “We
should get separate lawyers.”
Damn
it. This conversation was not going the way he intended. He just wanted to pull
her into his arms and take her here. Now. To say to hell with the past and
future. No more jealousy or discussion about … hell.
He
just wanted her.
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Author Info
USA Today bestseller and RITA Award winning author Catherine
Mann writes contemporary romance for Berkley, Harlequin, Sourcebooks
and Tule. With over sixty books released in more than twenty countries, she has
also celebrated six RITA finals, an RT Reviewer’s Award finalist, three Maggie
Award of Excellence finals and a Bookseller’s Best win. Catherine and her
flyboy husband live on the Florida coast where they brought up their 4 children
– and still have 5 four-legged, furry “children” (aka pets). Catherine is an
active volunteer with an animal rescue, serving on their Board of Directors and
fostering over 200 puppies, ill dogs, and dogs with service/working potential.
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