From New York Times bestselling author Kristen Proby, comes the next sexy and captivating standalone title in the Boudreaux Series, EASY MAGIC. Take a trip to the Big Easy and fall in love with Beau and Mallory’s story in this passionate and magical contemporary romance. Grab your copy today!
ABOUT EASY MAGIC:
The Boudreaux Series. Sexy. Intriguing. Easy.
Family. Responsibility. Stability.
As the co-CEO of Bayou Enterprises, and the eldest of the Boudreaux clan, Beau is the epitome of these. Now that his baby sister Gabby is happily settled down, Beau has moved into the company loft in the heart of the French Quarter to be closer to his office while his own home is built. He doesn’t have time for anything but the family he adores and the company that drives him.
If only the bewitching owner of the herb shop downstairs from Beau’s loft wasn’t so damn tempting.
Mallory Adams is living the life. The good life. The best life for her. After years of hiding who she is, and the gifts she’s been cursed with, Mallory opened her little shop in the French Quarter, offering herbs and lotions for anything from soothing a sunburn to chasing those pesky ghosts New Orleans is known for out of a client’s home. Some call her eccentric, and some say she’s simply odd, and that’s okay with her. She is a bit odd, but in her experience, all of the best people are.
When an old pipe bursts in the loft above her store, flooding her storeroom, Mallory comes face to face with Beau Boudreaux, and she doesn’t need the clairvoyant abilities that have been passed down through generations to know that she’ll never be the same. Beau is her exact opposite; serious, straitlaced. He wears suits for Pete’s sake and probably wouldn’t know the difference between arnica and flaxseed if his life depended on it. But when he touches her, the electricity is through the roof and she’s smart enough to know that a chemistry like theirs doesn’t happen every day.
Can two people so very different possibly find their way to happily ever after?
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EXCERPT:
“I’ve always had a
knack for knowing what people need,” she says softly, as if she’s choosing her
words very carefully. I don’t know why that bothers me. I want her to speak her
mind, to not have to censor what she says.
But this is a good
start.
“In what way?”
“Maybe someone has
headaches, or their feet hurt. I have essential oils and herbs that can help
with those things.”
I nod.
“My grandmother taught
me all about alternative medicine from the time I was a child. She wasn’t crazy
with it,” she says quickly, “she still believed in western medicine as well,
but why take a pain reliever full of chemicals if you can just put a drop of
oil on the back of your neck to get the same result?”
She shrugs and reaches
for the dessert, smiles when she opens the box, and digs in with enthusiasm.
“I thought it would be
fun to open a store full of those things,” she continues. “I wanted the bottles
to be pretty, and everything to be tied with a bow. I wanted a place where
people enjoyed coming in, even if only to browse. It smells good, the energy is
calming.”
And I realize that
that’s exactly how I feel whenever I’ve been in her store.
“I’d say you’ve
accomplished those things.”
“Thank you.” Her smile
is huge and genuine. “That’s really the best compliment I could ever get.”
“Really?” I cock a
brow and watch her lashes flutter. “I’d also say you’re stunning. I want to
bury my fingers in that amazing curly hair of yours.”
There must be
something in the food that’s making me speak so freely. But Mallory seems to
bring out my flirty side.
I’d forgotten that I
had a flirty side.
Her smile slips just a
bit, and her cheeks flush, and I know she’d look just like that when I’m buried
balls deep inside her.
“That’s very nice of
you.”
“But not what you want
to hear.”
“Well, don’t get me
wrong, every woman wants to be told she’s pretty.”
“I didn’t say pretty,”
I reply and lean in, resting my elbows on her desk. “’Pretty’ is too dull of a
word to describe you.”
“You’re an interesting
man,” she says, tilting her head to the side and studying my face with narrowed
violet eyes. “You just say whatever you’re feeling.”
“Not always,” I reach
out to tuck her hair behind her ear and she stiffens. I pause, keeping my eyes
pinned to hers before I slowly brush just the pads of my fingertips over the
outline of her ear, tucking that soft curly hair, then lowering my hand back to
the desk. “But I see no reason to not be honest with you.”
“I opened this shop
because I love it,” she says, her voice still soft but firm. She’s not weak in
any way, and that pulls at me like a siren’s song. “I want to help people if I
can, even if it’s just to moisturize their hands. And I like this building.”
“There are other
streets with more foot traffic.”
“And I like where I
am,” she says again. “I do well here.”
“I’m glad you do.” I
nod and without giving it much thought, reach out to pull my fingertips over
her hand. My eyes are watching hers as I do, and I can see the hesitation just
before I touch her, and then the relief when my skin rests on hers.
She doesn’t like to be
touched.
“Tell me more,” I say
softly.
“That’s all there is
about the store.”
“Tell me about you.”
She pulls her hand out
from under mine and sits back in her chair. “I think you’d better go, before I
tell you more than I want to.”
I cock a brow. “I’m a
fan of honesty.”
“Good.” She nods once
and begins loading the empty boxes in the trash. “I’m in favor of being honest,
and in that same spirit, I’m exhausted, Beau.”
“I know. I am, too.”
But I’m not ready to
say goodbye to her yet. I’m afraid that we’ll go our separate ways, and I won’t
see her again.
“What are you
thinking?” she asks.
“That I want to see
you again.”
“You live upstairs
from my shop,” she reminds me. “I don’t see how we could avoid it.”
“We avoided it for a
damn long time,” I say and stand, shoving my hands in my pockets. “But I won’t
make that mistake again.”
And don’t forget to grab the first four books in
The Boudreaux Series!
EASY LOVE
EASY CHARM
EASY MELODY
EASY KISSES
ABOUT KRISTEN PROBY:
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Kristen Proby is the author of the bestselling With Me In Seattle and Love Under the Big Sky series. She has a passion for a good love story and strong, humorous characters with a strong sense of loyalty and family. Her men are the alpha type; fiercely protective and a bit bossy, and her ladies are fun, strong, and not afraid to stand up for themselves.
Kristen lives in Montana, where she enjoys coffee, chocolate and sunshine. And naps.
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