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Charlotte was a good girl.
Sweet and innocent, a debutante with her Daddy’s credit card and a fiancée who doted on her.
She was destined for a perfect picture life in Charleston.
Until everything goes wrong.
EJ grew up with everything she could ever want, and bored as hell.
Nothing surprises her and nothing ever changes, and she wants out—whatever it takes.
Getting involved with Anthony Jacobs is probably the worst idea she’s ever had—and that makes it irresistible.
Until Charlie needs her.
New Orleans. Memphis. Vegas.
Beautiful girls who know just how to get exactly what they want.
It’s all fun and games, sexy nights and wild parties.
But you can only manipulate your way out of so much, and the body count is rising. When their past catches up, not even a pretty smile will get them out of trouble this time.
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For a moment, when the sunlight hits her eyes, Charlie forgets.
For just a moment, she goes still and tense, waiting for the footfall that tells her where he is, or the soft rumble of his snore and the heat of his body.
Once, early in their relationship, before it became the thing that it was at the end, she welcomed that heat. It was comforting and familiar.
By the end of things—she shivers, and pushes the thought down. She doesn’t want to think about him, and how awful things became with Tre. She shifts, rolling to sit up and pushing her hair out of her eyes as she does. It’s early. EJ will still be in bed—they didn’t stumble in until so late, it’ll be a wonder if she sees her at all before five.
But her nerves are rattling, the fear a familiar jangle, and she stands, padding silently to where her purse is sitting. Half a joint and four Xanax are in her Tiffany makeup compact, and she takes one of the Xanax with a grimace. For a moment, she considers hitting the joint, but she doesn’t.
The hallway is quiet and empty. The big picture windows at the end of the hall overlooks the wide lawn. Live oaks and magnolias dripping kudzu and Spanish moss crowd the edges of the estate, and she can’t see anything past the curving drive. A man is standing there, smoking as he watches the curve. She shivers and twitches the curtain.
He turns, and she’s aware of what she’s wearing.Of how isolated they are. And how Jacobs is dangerous—his men are dangerous.
MEET THE AUTHOR
Nazarea Andrews (N to almost everyone) is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. Which means she writes everything from zombies and dystopia to contemporary love stories. When not writing, she can most often be found driving her kids to practice and burning dinner while she reads, or binging watching TV shows on Netflix. N loves chocolate, wine, and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, spoiled cat and overgrown dog. She is the author of World Without End series, Neverland Found, Edge of the Falls, and The University of Branton Series. Stop by her twitter (@NazareaAndrews) and tell her what fantastic book she should read next.
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