When his family decides to sell a home that’s been part of their history for over a century, Lowe Mancinkus is madder than a hornet. To add insult to injury, the woman who purchased it is some fancy pants, city girl looking to fix it up and sell it off. Doesn’t matter that she’s sexy as hell or that just being near her gets his blood racing like never before. That home belongs to his family, or at least it did until she came to town.
Well that just won’t do, now will it?
From the moment that she laid eyes on the historical home in rural North Carolina, Melinda Rothschild knew Mainer House was something special. The perfect escape from life in New York City, Melinda signed the papers and set to work restoring the house to its natural beauty. That is until an angry Lowe showed up on her doorstep one day. With a scowl on his handsome, chiseled face. And a shotgun in his strong, muscular arms.
Is it getting hot in here?
Melinda’s about to get a lesson on life in the south, but Lowe is about to learn a lesson of his own – this city girl doesn’t back down from a fight.
4.5 Sweet Southern Stars
I love everything about this book and series. I can't get enough of the beautiful covers and the sweet southern charm of the people of Whynot. And getting Lowe and Melinda's story couldn't have been sweeter (and funny)!
Lowe and Mely
Lowe Mancinkus may seem like a trouble, but the man is just trying to prove a point when it comes to his family home, the Mainer House. And when the beautiful and sassy, Melinda, buys their family home, Lowe will do anything to make her life difficult! But Lowe will soon learn that putting any kind of kink in Mely's plan to remodel the Mainer House won't be easy. Mely is just as stubborn as him!
Not only does the banter between Lowe and Mely will make you laugh, but their chemistry is off the chart. These two are so opposite, but they complement each other perfectly. The city girl and small town boy will soon realize working together is not so bad after all. They both may be stubborn when it comes to about everything, but there is one thing they can't deny...their attraction.
Again, Stubborn as a Mule is a sweet, fun and humorous read. And as always, it's leaves me wanting to more...
Not only does the banter between Lowe and Mely will make you laugh, but their chemistry is off the chart. These two are so opposite, but they complement each other perfectly. The city girl and small town boy will soon realize working together is not so bad after all. They both may be stubborn when it comes to about everything, but there is one thing they can't deny...their attraction.
Again, Stubborn as a Mule is a sweet, fun and humorous read. And as always, it's leaves me wanting to more...
“Looking good, Lowe Mancinkus,” I
hear a woman call out as I stretch upward to paint the top of the frame around
the window. Turning my head to look over my shoulder, I see Lynette Carnes
getting ready to walk into Sweet Cakes across the street. She’s our town’s very
own Daisy Duke. By that, I mean she struts around in miniscule jean shorts,
high heels, and a sleeveless blouse tied off just underneath her very ample
chest.
She’s definitely nice to look at,
although she doesn’t have much going on above the cleavage.
“Morning, Lynette,” I call back.
“Lookin’ good yourself.”
She grins and blows a kiss at me
before walking into Larkin’s shop.
The front door opens and Mely steps
out onto the porch, carrying a cup of coffee. There’s no doubt in my mind she
witnessed that exchange from the other side of the doorway. It’s obvious by the
pinched expression she has on her face. Still, she brings the coffee over to me
and sets it on the porch rail.
“Thanks, darlin’,” I tell her as I
go back to brushing paint over the layer of primer I’d put on a few hours ago.
I’d decided to work half a day here at Mainer House, not because I was anxious
to get the work done, but because I wanted to be around Melinda Rothschild.
She may not be strutting around in
little shorts and a low-cut blouse, but she is most definitely a prettier
picture than I’ve ever seen around these parts. She’s wearing a white sundress
with a halter top, and her shoulders are lightly tanned with tiny freckles. Her
legs are long, bare, and perfectly adorned with nothing more than a pair of
simple white sandals. Her silky blonde hair is pulled away from her face at the
top of her head and she looks like a breath of fresh air.
Mely leans against the porch rail,
crosses her arms low under her breasts, and watches me work for a minute. I
wonder if she likes what she sees.
I think so.
There was going to be another kiss
last night if Morri hadn’t managed to ruin that little moment. And while I’d
never stoop to mention this to Mely, I’m pretty sure he’d been hovering at the
top of the stairs, just waiting to ruin it.
“Much better than hot pink,” Mely
says as I continue to apply paint to the casing. I have no clue what the hell I
was thinking when I painted her house pink. It was an attention getter and
since the two people whose attention it got were Mely and Judge Bowe, it
doesn’t take a genius to figure out I might have been pulling on her
metaphorical pigtails a bit.
“I should have this finished by
tomorrow,” I tell her. “Then all will be right again.”
“Odd since it took you a single
night to do the damage,” she quips. I don’t look back at her, but I hear the
laughter in her voice.
“Well, neon pink isn’t all that
easy to cover up,” I tell her with a laugh.
She snickers and I can’t believe
she was trying to get me thrown in jail last week. My how the mighty have
fallen.
“When in Rome and all that,” Mely
says and I turn to look at her from my perch on the ladder. She jerks her chin
over her shoulder in the direction of Sweet Cakes. “Is that the standard
southern girl uniform?”
Chuckling, I cut my eyes over to
Sweet Cakes where sexy Lynette just disappeared into. I’m not about to tell
Mely that I have actual carnal knowledge about that southern girl, even if it
was back in my younger years.
Looking back to Mely, I take in her
stylishly sweet dress that doesn’t reveal much but is still sexy at the same
time. Giving her a wink, I say, “There’s nothing standard about you, Melinda
Rothschild, so I’m advising you to stay away from that look. I think you’re
mighty fine just the way you are.”
About the Author
Juliette Poe
is the sweet and swoony alter ego of New York Times Best Selling author, Sawyer
Bennett.
A fun-loving
southern girl, Juliette knows the allure of sweet tea, small towns, and long
summer nights, that some of the best dates end sitting on the front porch
swing, and that family is top priority. She brings love in the south to life in
her debut series, Sex & Sweet Tea.
When
Juliette isn’t delivering the sweetest kind of romance, she’s teaching her
southern belle daughter the fine art of fishing, the importance of wearing
Chucks, and the endless possibilities of a vivid imagination.
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