From USA Today bestselling author Meghan March comes the final sexy standalone set in the Beneath world of New Orleans.

I used to believe there were lines in life you don’t cross.
Don’t lie. Don’t cheat. Don’t steal.
Until I learned people don’t always practice what they preach.
I turned in my badge and gun and walked away from everything.
Then I got the call no one wants, and I’m back in New Orleans.
What I don’t expect is for her to be here too.
Another line you don’t cross?
Don’t touch your best friend’s little sister.
She’s always been off-limits.
Too bad I don’t follow the rules anymore.


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Wham. My heart slammed against my ribs as it sped up about twenty beats per minute.

The heat and delicious woodsy citrus scent radiating from his body did good things to me. Things that made me want to do very bad things to him. I wasn’t a seventeen-year-old virgin anymore. I knew my way around a man, but I had to admit, the hipsters in Cali had nothing on a homegrown Louisiana man like Rhett.

When he spoke, he leaned in so close that I could feel his breath on my ear. β€œYou missed that shot on purpose.”

My gaze jumped from the sexy five o’clock shadow shading his jaw to his piercing green eyes.

β€œWha-what are you talking about?” I smacked myself mentally when my old stammer kicked in. Of course he would cause it.

β€œThat shot. You missed on purpose. I saw you adjust at the last minute. Why?”

I swallowed the saliva pooling in my mouth and decided to take the safest exit from this situation. Lying.

β€œCue slipped.”

His eyes narrowed on me. β€œYou’re lying and you’re terrible at it, just like you’ve always been.” He reached up and pressed his thumb to my left eyebrow. β€œYou get a twitch right here.”

Oh my God. Rhett Hennessy is touching me. And what’s more . . . he knows my tell. He noticed me!

The fifteen-year-old inside me did a terrible cartwheel at the realization. Okay, more of a round-off. With a tumble in the grass to finish. Whatever.

But outwardly, I was trapped in that green gaze until he decided to let me goβ€”or until I came to my senses.

I cleared my throat and sidestepped him. β€œWhatever you say, hotshot. I need another drink.”

Focusing on putting one four-inch heel in front of the other without biting it, I escaped to the table and reached for the whiskey glass I’d left behind, interrupting my brother and the waitress. They both stared at me as I chugged the contents.

I’d always wondered what it would feel like to have Rhett’s attention, and now I knew. In a word, it was . . . unnerving.

β€œHow’s the game going?” my brother asked.

β€œFine.” Keeping my answer short meant he couldn’t tell that I was lying. Heath wasn’t nearly as observant as Rhett.

β€œYou winning?”

Thanking the Lord that Heath obviously hadn’t been watching, I shrugged. β€œI guess.”

He glanced toward Rhett and then back to me. β€œThe sister I know and love doesn’t lose at pool. Ever. Even to Rhett Hennessy.”

I lowered the glass to the table and straightened my shoulders. β€œLike they say, things change.”

He nodded slowly. β€œThat may be true about most things, Flounder. But you’re a pool shark and we both know it.”

Before I could respond, Heath’s attention jumped back to the waitress. I took another ten seconds to gather myself, also known as drinking offensively in my mind, before I crossed the floor to face off against my former obsession.

β€œYou all right, Red?” Rhett asked.

β€œDon’t call me that. And I’ve never been better.”

His gaze dipped to my feet and dragged up my body. β€œI can agree with that statement.”

Whoa. Who is this guy with the innuendo? A glance at his empty whiskey glass told me he was drinking heavily as well. Was this the booze talking? Or was Rhett Hennessy not just noticing me, but noticing me?

Either way, I had to play it cool. Or at least pretend to play it cool, since it seemed I might fall short.

β€œYour turn, hotshot. Better not miss, because I’ll clear the table next time,” I said, but my cocky attitude backfired.

Rhett didn’t miss. He sank his balls and then the eight, ending the game almost as quickly as it started. He returned his cue to the rack and turned to face me, all traces of the earlier heat banked, his expression shuttered.

β€œGame over.”

What the hell just happened?








5 Stars

I have to admit that I have missed a few of Meghan’s books in this series, it wasn’t by choice but somehow I didn’t even realise they had been released. I have loved each book of this series I have read but I think Ariel and Rhett have become my favourite couple from it.

Ariel isn’t like most of the other females you read about, she is a badass hacker who can get information on anything and everything. I really loved Ariel’s character, she had no annoying qualities which is rare to find.

Rhett has been best friends with Ariels brother for years, they all grew up together so Rhett has always been loyal and kept his hands to himself when it comes to the tempting beauty that is Ariel. I really enjoyed Rhett’s character. He was an amazing hero who never gave up on things he believed in and fought to the death for the people he loved.

The chemistry between Rhett and Ariel was off the freaking charts. You could literally feel the sparks flying off the pages and there were more than a few times they left me hot beneath the collar.

The fact that this wasn’t just a story about romance was something I really enjoyed about this book. It was so much more than the average romance novel. It had action, suspense, deceit, scorching hot chemistry and mystery. I never would have thought things would have turned out how they did.

Meghan completely threw me through a loop with this story and I was hooked from the very beginning. I was so sad when I got to the end of the book as I could have read about this couple for a hell of a lot longer. In saying that I got all the answers I craved and the story ended on a high!

Although this book can be read as a standalone I recommend reading the others in the series. That way you get to know all the background characters and also their stories. They also shine some light into the reason Rhett moved away to begin with. I’m gutted that this is the last book in this series but I’m so excited to see what Meghan has up her sleeve for us next!







Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had. She loves hearing from her readers at meghanmarchbooks@gmail.com.



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