My Review: (I dumped tea on my keyboard last night, so am using one that does not work as well, i know, you are not supposed to have liquids by keyboards, i know better, but i still did it, so please forgive any non-capital letters) In the mood for a light read? Pick up this book! Forbes is a handsome man who has giving up on dating, as a lawyer, he is busy and has not seemed to be able to find someone who is his match. Reporter Alaine Delacroix is in a similar position, when the two hit it off at a dinner party….they are happily optimistic, but things get dicey when their families are suing each other over land issues. As a lawyer, Forbes is stuck between the two. Will it mess up his career? His chance at love?
A light happy book, somewhat cheesy at moments, but something that was enjoyable to read!- Martha
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and the book:
Barbour Books (February 1, 2010)
***Special thanks to Angie Brillhart, Publicist, of Barbour Publishing for sending me a review copy.***
Author Kaye Dacus enjoyed her visits to a local television station while researching this book. She likes to say she writes inspirational romance with a sense of humor. She lives in Nashville and graduated from Seton Hill Universitys Master of Arts in Writing Popular Fiction program. She is an active member and former Vice President of American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW).
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List Price: $10.97
Paperback: 320 pages
Publisher: Barbour Books (February 1, 2010)
AND NOW…THE FIRST CHAPTER:
Forbes Guidry sank into the tall-backed leather chair, extremities numb, and stared at the couple sitting across the desk from him. As a partner in the largest law firm in Bonneterre, Louisiana, hed heard a lot of shocking things over the fourteen years hed been practicing. But nothing had hit him quite like this.
We eloped. His sister held up her left hand where a diamond wedding band had been added below the antique engagement ring shed sported for the past three months. I know you were looking forward to being Majors best man, which is why were telling you before breaking it to the rest of the family.
He hardly spared a glance at his best friendnow his brother-in-lawbefore pinning his gaze on his sister. Meredith, this is a joke, right? What about the meeting Monday with Annethe plans we discussed? Sure, Meredith had been a little too quiet during that meeting, had voiced concerns about how big the wedding seemed to be growing, but shed been coming off working a huge event that weekend and had been tired. . .hadnt she?
Things were getting out of handhad already gone too far.
Stop. Forbes fought the urge to press his hands over his ears. Way too much information.
Major chuckled; Meredith frowned at both of them. Oh, for mercys sake. Im talking about the wedding plans. Neither of us wanted a big wedding, but every time we met with Anneor you, or anyone in the familyit grew exponentially. Especially once Mom and Dad stuck their oars in and started making lists of all of their business acquaintances that needed to be invited.
Forbes stared at his sister, dumbfounded. He prided himself on knowing exactly what each member of his family was thinking before they ever thought it. How had this blindsided him so completely?
He finally turned his attention on Major. When you came in Tuesday to talk about the restaurant, did you already have this planned?
No. Not planned. Wed discussed it, but it wasnt until that night when we made the decision. Major had the good grace to look abashed.
And you didnt call me? Forbes reined in the childish words with a tight fist of control. He faced his sister again. When and where did you get married?
Yesterday, when Mom and Dad met us at Beausoleil Pointe Center for lunch with Majors mom. Wed asked the chaplain to perform the ceremony, and we got married in the pavilion where Major proposed to me.
Forbes turned away from the dewy-eyed look Meredith gave her new husband, feeling ill. That would explain why Meredith hadnt shown up for dinner with the siblings and cousins last night. Hed just assumed she was working overtime preparing for an event this weekend.
When the silence stretched, Forbes looked at them again.
Merediths eyes narrowed speculatively at Forbes. Major, would you mind if I had a private word with my brother?
Sure. No problem. Major stood, smoothing the front of his chinos. IIll wait for you out in the car.
Thanks. Meredith never pulled her gaze away from Forbesgiving him the look that had always been able to make him squirm.
Forbes watched his friend leave the office, then pressed his lips together and faced his sister again.
What is it that bothers you most? That you arent going to be best man, that you dont get to be involved and have a say in the wedding plans, or that you didnt see this coming? Meredith crossed her legs and clasped her hands around her knee, her expression betraying smugness and amusement.
What bothered him most was that over the past six or eight months, Meredith had slowly been pulling away from the family. Ever since shed bought that house against hisand their parentsadvice, shed started keeping secrets, spending less time with them. As the oldest, it was his responsibility to keep his six brothers and sisters in line, to watch out for and protect them, and to guide them in making their decisions. Mom and Dad had laid that burden on him early in life, and hed gladly carried it. But how could he express that to Meredith without coming across sounding like a little boy who hadnt gotten his way?
Im not bothered, just surprised. Youre the last person in the family Id expect to do something without planning it out well in advance. He gave her his most charming grin. It is what you do for a living, after all.
She responded with a half smile. And thus the reason for eloping. Between the busiest event-load weve ever had, the Warehouse Row project, and Major getting ready for the groundbreaking on the restaurant, we were just tired of schedules and checklists and menus and seating charts. Now Marci wont feel like her wedding is being overshadowed by her oldest sisters, since she decided to plan a Christmas wedding and we didnt want to wait that long.
He could see her point, but. . . Dont you feel like youve cheated yourself out of the wedding you always wanted? Growing up, you and Anne used to talk about your dream weddings.
Meredith shrugged. Anne always had the ideas. I guess thats why shes been such a great success as a wedding plannerevery week she had bigger and grander ideas. Whenever I really thought about it, I couldnt imagine myself in the big dress, my hair all done up, standing there in front of that many people. I guess I never dreamed about a weddingI just dreamed about falling in love and being married.
Come to think about it, Forbes couldnt picture his jeansandT-shirt sister in a fluffy white gown, either. He ran his finger along the edge of the desk blotter.
And look at the bright side: Now you dont have to find a date for the wedding.
He released a derisive sound in the back of his throat. Yes, since that worked out so well at Annes weddingfor my date, anyway.
How do you always manage to find these women whore just trying to make their boyfriends jealous?
You know, I know someone I think would be perfect for you, if youd like me to see if shed be agreeable to being set up on a blind date with you.
His insides quivered at the idea. Thank you kindly, but Ill have to pass and just leave it up to chance. As I told George Laurence a long time ago, when Gods ready for me to fall in love, Hell throw the right woman into my path.
Uh, did you think that maybe your sisters and cousins attempts to set you up on dates might be Gods way of throwing the right woman in your path?
Not unless Hes shared something with you He hasnt told me. Forbes rounded the desk and held out his hand to his sister. She rose, and he pulled her into a hug. Congratulations, Sis. Im confident that you and Major will be happier together than you can even imagine.
I know we will be.
Ill walk you out.
Halfway down the stairs, he paused. What about a honeymoon? Dont tell me youre going to just drop everything and take a two-week vacation that hasnt been on the schedule for the past six months.
No. Since the events next week can be handled by our assistants, were leaving next Wednesday for a long weekend in Colorado. Amazing how this managed to coincide with the Aspen Food and Wine Classic that Majors always wanted to go to, huh? But from the smile on her face, he could tell she didnt begrudge indulging Majors wishes in the least.
Heading back to his office after seeing his sister and brother-in-law offwould he ever get used to that?Forbes feigned harriedness to keep anyone from trying to stop him for a chat.
Samantha, no calls for the next half hour, please, he told his secretary on his way past her desk.
Yes, Mr. Guidry.
He leaned against his door after closing it. His office, with its walls of built-in, dark wood cabinets and bookcases, seemed to press in around him.
What hed told Meredith was true; he was absolutely certain that she and Major would have a happy marriage. Both of them were easygoing, almost too eager to give up what they wanted to make someone else happy. Forbes had learned a long time ago that he didnt have the right personality to get married. Every girl hed dated in high school or college had wanted to go out with him because of his looks. And every one of them had eventually broken up with him for one of two reasons: Either she thought he was selfish and didnt pay enough attention to her, or she thought he was too controlling and tried to smother her.
Hed completely given up on dating after his ten-year high school class reunion, at which hed overheard two of his ex-girlfriends having a laugh about how it was no surprise to them that he wasnt married yet.
He crossed to the window behind his desk and leaned against the frame, staring down at the visitor parking lot. His twenty-year reunion was coming up in the fall. And while hed love to find some ravishing beauty to take to it to shut up all those exes, he didnt want the hassle of expectations that came from taking someone out on a date.
When the thirty minutes hed given himself to brood expired, he opened the office door and asked Samantha to come in to review his schedule for the remainder of the day.
He made several notes in his PDA while she reviewed the afternoons appointments and meetings. When she finished and closed her planner, she hesitated, biting her lips.
What is it? He leaned back in his chair, curious. Shed never acted in the least intimidated or scared of him before. Shed worked for him a little less than a year, but she was the first secretary hed had who didnt seem to mind a boss others had called a micromanagerhad even stood up to him a time or two.
Someone from Bonneterre Lifestyles called a little while ago. It seems you didnt RSVP for the dinner tonight.
Forbes groaned. Ever since hed assisted in partner Tess Folses run for city council five years agoduring which hed given many speeches, appeared on all the local channels news broadcasts, and had his photo in the paper multiple timeshed been a fixture on the magazines beefcake list, having garnered enough votes to win and get his face on the front cover twice.
I suppose its black tie?
Samantha nodded. Thats what the gal said.
They offered a cara limofor you, if you want.
He pressed his thumb and forefinger to the bridge of his nose. The three other partnersall womenwere thrilled every year when he told them of his inclusion on the list. The articles enumerating his accomplishments were good exposure for the firm, theyd say. Up until now, hed found some excuse or another to avoid the dinner. This year, Tess, Sandra, and Esther had strongly suggested he make an appearance at the magazines big publicity event at which the magazines cover would be revealed and the top five bachelors named and recognized with awards.
He glanced over Samanthas head at the three plaques and two glass trophies on a display shelf. Maybe they needed to give him a new awardBonneterres Most Perpetual Bachelor. He hoped this year he wasnt again the oldest man on the list.
Call them back and tell them Id be delighted to attend, but Ill drive myself.
Will do, boss. Samantha scooped up her planner and the folders Forbes had given her to refile, and crossed to the door. And Mr. Guidry?
Do try to have fun tonight, okay?
Uh-huh. As fun as jumping into a pool full of thumbtacks.
Samanthas laughter followed her out of the room.
His gaze flickered back to the emblems of his perpetual singleness. Hed heard the magazine always invited the years Most Eligible Bachelorettes to the dinnerpossibly hoping to set up a relationship and eventual wedding they could report in their pages. Maybe he could find someone there to take to the reunionso long as she understood there were no strings attached.
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Alaine Delacroix scrubbed off her on-air makeup. Matt, have you seen Pricilla since I went off air? I need to talk to her about the event tonight.
The intern frowned. I thought you were a guest at the thing, not covering it.
Who else is going to cover something like that other than me? Im the only reporter at this station who covers the social scene. Not that she wanted to anymore. But until the news director actually looked at the hard-news pieces shed been doing on her own time, shed be stuck covering the fluff stories as she had for the past decade of her life.
If I see her, Ill tell her you need to talk to her. The college student waved and left the small prep room.
Alaine turned to check her appearance in the large mirror to make sure she didnt have mascara smeared down her cheeks. She made the inspection as quick as possible, hating to see her own reflection with no makeup. Even with her shoulder-length black hair still styled from her noon broadcast, with no makeup on, all she saw in the mirror were flawsdark circles under her eyes, freckles scattered across her nose and cheeks, and the bumps on her forehead that never seemed to go away.
She applied concealer under her eyes, powder all over her face, and a touch of eye makeup, blush, and lip gloss before returning to her desk in the newsroom. Once upon a time, Alaine Delacroix would have thought nothing of walking around with no makeup on. But that had been a very long time ago; shed been a different person then.
An envelope with the stations logo and return address in the top left corner sat on her chair when she got back to her cubicle, bearing her name in handwriting she didnt recognize. She opened itand smiled. Shed hoped the marketing director would be able to come through for her.
She picked up her phone and dialed a number from memory.
Boudreaux-Guidry Enterprises, Events and Facilities, this is Meredith.
Hey, girl. Its Alaine.
Ohhi. Meredith sounded funny. Whats up?
Alaine laughed. I cant believe youre going to pretend you dont know why Im calling you.
Youhow did you find out?
All traces of amusement evaporated, her reporters instincts kicking in. Meredith sounded like someone who had a secret. You know a journalist cant reveal her sources. So? Spill it. I want details.
I havent told most of my family yet. If I give you details, you have to promise you wont say anything to anyone until after Sunday. Were telling the family at dinner after church.
Strictly off the record. Alaine picked up a pen and steno pad, but forced herself to put them down again and rotate in her chair so that her back was to the desk.
We had the chaplain at Beausoleil Pointe Center marry us yesterday afternoon. We surprised our parents.
All the air in Alaines lungs froze solid. Meredith Guidry and Major OHara had eloped? But I thought you were having your cousin Anne plan a big wedding for you. I was hoping to cover it, since Major has become quite the celebrity, what with his cooking segments on my show.
We decided we were just too busy to try to plan a big wedding. And weve already wasted eight years. Why put it off any longer?
A flash-fire of jealousy forced the air out of Alaines lungs. Meredith had been one of her few friends who was still unmarriedand the only true friend Alaine had had in years. She hated being single; even more than becoming a serious journalist, getting married was the one thing she wanted most in life. Yet at thirty-two years old, she was starting to worry that the chances of either dream coming true were not just slipping, but sprinting, away.
Alaine had to swallow past the huge lump in her throat to make her voice work. Congratulations, Mere. Im really happy for you. She glanced down at the envelope crumpled in her fist. Oh, I got the passes for the Art without Limits exhibit preview and fundraiser at the Beausoleil Fine Arts Center, if youre still interested in going.
Of course I am. And since Majors catering it, I wont have to feel guilty about going off and leaving him home alone. Thanks again for thinking of me.
I dont know anyone else who likes art, and I hate going to those things by myself. She twisted the spiral cord around her finger tightly, trying to see if the slight pain would help squeeze out her envy.
Same hereoh, my other line just lit up. Ill talk to you later.
Okay. Bye. Alaine turned around to hang up the receiver, then put her head down on her folded arms atop the desk. God, why is everyone I know married or engaged? Am I the last old maid left in Bonneterre?
She knew the answer to that, of course. Twenty-four other eligible bachelorettes would be at the Bonneterre Lifestyles dinner along with her, if they all showed up. And who wouldnt, when theyd have VIP access to the handsomest, wealthiest, highest-profile single men in town for the evening?
Mothers constant harping on her to get marriedand soonwas starting to make Alaine feel like something was wrong with her for still being single at her age. The facts that Joe and his wife couldnt have kids and that Tony, at age twenty-six, wasnt anywhere near ready to settle down put all the pressure of producing grandchildren anytime soon on Alaine. And she wasnt even sure she wanted kids.
She sat up and tried to run her fingers through her hairbefore remembering it was still shellacked with hair spray.
Maybe tonight shed give those bachelors more than just a professional glance. Maybe it was time to get a little arm candy to show her parentsand anyone else who might be lookingthat she was at least trying. And she never knew: Mr. Right could be Bachelor Number One, Two, or Twenty-Five.