"Let the good times roll!"
Return to the Louisiana bayou, and those sexy LeDeux
brothers, four years after Luc and Sylvie tied the knot in
THE LOVE POTION. Tante Lulu is up to her old tricks and
Remy' bachelor days are numbered -- for sure!
Rachel Fortier is burning her bridges, well at least the
exercise equipment her idiot fiancé had given her for every
special occasion for the last five years. How she hated
exercise! But it wasn't that that finally brought her to
her senses. No, it was discovering quite by accident that
David had gotten a vasectomy without even consulting her.
When he'd claimed he'd done it for her, to keep
her "almost" perfect body intact, it had been the last
straw. With the help of her two best friends she'd built
the cathartic bon fire, taken time off from her career as
a Fung Shui decorator, and left D.C. behind for some R. and
R. in Louisiana, on her newfound granny's "plantation". The
thought of having family after years of being shuttled
between foster homes warmed Rachel's heart.
Granny a.k.a. Gizelle Fortier will soon be getting a visit
from Remy LeDeux as well. Remy, a chopper pilot, is hoping
to land a contract with the DEA, to do aerial drug
surveillance. In order to get the job, he'd been asked to
expand his landing pad, and the ornery tobacco spitting
Gizelle was the only one who had the amount of property he
needed. Unfortunately he had more than one old woman to
handle at the moment, because if he wasn't mistaken that
was his Tante Lulu on the upper deck of his houseboat,
singing "Happy Birthday" at the top of her lungs. In light
of past birthday surprises this did not bode well for
Remy. What an understatement! Lulu is sporting a cake,
large enough to cover his entire table, with four little
St. Jude statues poked in each corner. She'd also brought
him a hope chest for a birthday present. He knew what that
meant. Luc, Sylvie, and his three little nieces were living
testimony to the power of the hope chest. Except that Remy
never entertained thoughts of wife and family. The damage
his body had sustained in Operation Desert Storm had taken
that dream from him. What woman would want a man as badly
scarred as he?
Rachel Fortier, that's who! One glance at Remy and the
shocking reality of her Granny's plantation (an ancient log
cabin in the middle of a swamp ) fades to nothing
compared to the electricity generated by his sexy smile and
dark Cajun eyes. Whooee! This man with all his physical
imperfections appealed to her far more than her visually
perfect fiancé ever had. Remy is dumbstruck as well. It
may well be a match made in heaven, but Rachel has trust
issues and Remy has deep dark secrets that could destroy
their relationship before it even had a chance to blossom.
Not to worry! With Rachel's new grandma threatening to
shoot any LeDeux that set foot on her property, and Remy's
Tante Lulu threatening to make her a wedding quilt, and
every other assorted relative from Remy's loving brothers,
to Rachel's mullet sporting cousin Beau, to bouffant and
spandex wearing Charmaine, and a teenaged pistol named
Tee-John interfering at every turn -- Remy was about to
his houseboat redecorated and his heart jumpstarted. Was
that St. Jude he heard laughing in the background?
This tale will make the reader a believer in love at first
sight. The passion between this pair will have you running
for the ice water. I think what I love best about Ms.
Hill's work is the way she is able to treat serious life
issues with both humor and sensitivity, while giving her
characters the support and guidance to find their way in
spite of the obstacles in their path. You will feel Remy
and Rachel's pain and revel in their joy, and by tale's end
will be truly satisfied that all is right with their world.
If you've enjoyed Ms. Hill's work in the past, you will
love TALL, DARK, AND CAJUN. I can't wait to find out who
Lulu's next victim will be!
Copyright © 2003
Reviewed by Leslie Tramposch
Posted June 5, 2003
A Cajun pilot who lost his good looks but never lost his sense of humor.
An uptight Feng Shui decorator who needs her funny bone tickled, for sure.
A wacky grandma who chews tobacco,
A cousin who sports a Mullet hairdo
A brother who got his you-know-what snipped,
A folk healer who can "smoke the baby,"
An ex-Miss Louisiana who sports big Texas hair,
A cowboy with a butt to-die-for,
Wild Cajun music, and good Loo-zi-ana food.
Where else could it be, but down on the bayou?
Let the good times roll, baby!
HOT, BOTHERED, AND IN OVER HER HEAD!
Men! After finally dumping her fiancé, whose idea of
romance was making sure she toned her butt and abs,
decorator Rachel Fortier hightails it out of D.C. straight
for Cajun country. But her ex-taxidermist grandma's cabin
on stilts in the Louisiana bayou isn't quite the grand
estate she imagined. Throw in a pet alligator named
Useless, a herd of Southerners born and bred, and Remy
LeDeux, the smoldering-eyed pilot angling for her family's
property, and Rachel's in for a passel of trouble-
especially since their chemistry is hotter than the
Atchafalaya Swamp in July. With his miniskirted great-aunt
itching to marry him off and her rifle-toting grandma ready
to shoot Remy the second he sets foot on her land, the
sexiest bad boy this side of the Mason-Dixon line will need
a special kind of voodoo to win this civil war.