Mum's The
Word, the third in the Bennet Brothers series from Staci
Hart, is coming March 31st. I've got a little teaser to hold you
over. Mark your calendars and get ready to fall in love with Marcus
Bennet!
She
shifted in her seat, face upturned as she took my hands.
“Is
there anything I could say would convince you that you aren’t
responsible for my feelings, for my happiness?"
“Nothing.”
With
the shake of her head, she said,
“But you aren’t.”
“But you aren’t.”
“Maybe
I want to be.”
Falling
in love with a Bennet is not an option.
My
mother has summoned me home to take my place at Bower Bouquets, and
as the heiress, I’m expected to do as I’m
told. I’m expected to sit by her side as
she does her best to decimate the Bennet family and their flower
shop, Longbourne. I’m expected to play by
her rules, or she’ll ruin me
too.
But the day I crash into Marcus Bennet changes everything. And the
kiss seals the deal. If my mother finds out, I’ll
lose everything—my family, my life, my security. Worse, she’ll
make sure the Bennets pay for my mistakes.
Falling
in love with a Bennet is not an option.
But
I might not have a choice.
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Everyone
hates parts of their job.
Maybe
it’s the paperwork. Maybe it’s
the day-to-day grind. Maybe it’s that
client who never knows what they want, or the guy who always cooks
fish in the microwave.
But
not me. I love every corner of the Longbourne Flower Shop, every
flower, every petal, every stem. I love the greenhouse, and I love
Mrs. Bennet, my boss. I love creating, and I love being a florist. I
don’t hate anything at all.
Except
for Luke Bennet.
The
Bennet brothers have come home to help their mom save the flower
shop, and Luke is at the helm. His smile tells a tale of lust, loose
and easy. He moves with the grace of a predator, feral and wild. A
thing unbridled, without rules or constraint. When he comes home to
save Longbourne, I almost can’t be mad at
him. Almost.
He
doesn’t remember that night I’ll
never forget. That kiss, touched with whiskey and fire. It branded me
like a red-hot iron. But it meant nothing to him.
Everyone
hates part of their job, and I hate Luke Bennet.
Because
if I don’t, I’ll
fall in love with him.
They
say there’s no such thing as
perfect.
But
I’ve built my life to perfection—the
perfect boyfriend, the perfect apartment, the perfect career planning
celebrity weddings. My job—my only job—is to make sure every
event is absolutely and completely perfect.
What’s
not perfect? Kash Bennet.
And
I wish I didn’t find that so
appealing.
I
could have told you every perfectly imperfect thing about the
gardener at Longbourne. Like his hair, lush and black and far too
long. Or his nose, the flat bridge of a Greek god, bent a little like
it’s been broken. Or his size. Beastly.
Roped and corded with muscles, gleaming with sweat and peppered with
dirt. There’s no escaping him, not if I’m
going to use his family’s flower shop for
my events.
But
nothing is what it seems. And in the span of a heartbeat, my perfect
life is turned inside out. They say the best way to get over somebody
is to get under somebody new. When Kash offers his services to the
cause, it sounds like the perfect plan.
What’s
not part of the plan? Falling in love with the gardener.
But
they were right—there’s no such thing
as perfect.
And
I’m the fool who finds out the hard
way.
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