âHave I ever mentioned that you are absolutely gorgeous?â
Trevor raised his head from where heâd been conducting a thorough exploration of Jamieâs chest. âMen arenât gorgeous,â he said gruffly.
âThatâs what Iâd always thought,â Jamie said. Then she chuckled softly. âBut I have to tell you, it always ticked me off that you were so much prettier than I was. Lucky for you, Iâm getting over it.â
âYouâre something else, you know that?â Trevor shook his head in exasperation. âWould you be quiet for a minute? Iâm trying to seduce you here.â
Jamie grinned, and then shivered as his hand accidentally touched a sensitive spot. âUh, Trev? Maybe you havenât realized this, but Iâm pretty well seduced already.â
He sat up and brought his hands to her waist, easing her skirt down her hips and revealing her skimpy bikini panties. âI should have known that you wouldnât even take this seriously,â he grumbled, as he dropped kisses along her thigh, her hip, before tossing aside her panties.
But Jamie was anything but amused when Trevor stood back and kicked off his pants, proving to her just how much he wanted her. Her mouth went dry as he returned to her and finally brought them flesh to flesh.
âTrust me, Trev,â Jamie groaned in delight. âIâm taking this very seriously.â
Dear Reader,
When I originally conceived the SOUTHERN SCANDALS miniseries, I planned for it to be four booksâthe McBride cousins, Savannah, Tara, Emily and Emilyâs long-lost brother, Lucas. But it turned out that Honoria, Georgia, wasnât so easy to leave. The remaining McBridesâTaraâs brothers, Trent and Trevorâinsisted on having stories of their ownâ¦.
Unlike the rest of his rebellious family, Trevor McBride had always taken pride in his respectabilityâ¦until a scandal involving his late wife brings him home to Honoria in secret disgrace. His problems are compounded when he comes face-to-face with a woman he has never been able to forgetâJamie Flaherty, whoâs come home to face her own demons. Trevor isnât sure heâs âwildâ enough to capture Jamieâs heartâ¦but heâs sure willing to try. And he discovers a few surprises about Jamieâand himselfâalong the way.
I hope you enjoy visiting with THE WILD MCBRIDES!
Gina Wilkins
FOR GENERATIONS, scandal had haunted the McBrides like an avenging spirit. At times, Trevor McBride felt as if the sole purpose of his familyâs existence had been to provide fodder for the avid gossips of Honoria, Georgia. Yet up until now, he had considered himself immune to the curse.
A straight-A student in high school, town baseball star, college scholarship winner and distinguished graduate, heâd gone directly from law school to Washington, D.C., where heâd quickly earned notice as an up-and-coming young statesman. His marriage to a woman from a distinguished and scandal-free old Virginia family had produced two beautiful children, and had generally been regarded to be happy and successful.
Trevor had managed to evade his family legacy for thirty-one years. But heâd just discovered, to his chagrin, that scandal would not accept rejection from a McBride. And when it finally made an appearance in Trevorâs life, it did so with a vengeance. He was finally learning to ignore the whispers, for the most part, but he had never learned to accept them.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Martha Godwin and Nellie Hankins watching him as he pushed a grocery cart down the cereal aisle. Their mouths moved rapidly and he had no doubt he was the subject of their conversationâeven though, unlike the scandalmongers in D.C., they didnât know the unpleasant details of his wifeâs death nearly a year earlier. No one in Honoria knew, and Trevor intended to keep it that way. âCome on, Sam,â he said. âStop dawdling.â
His five-year-old son had stopped to examine a particularly enticing box. âCan we get this one, Daddy?â
Trevor glanced at it. Chocolate puffs with chocolate-flavored marshmallows. âDonât think thatâs a good choice, son. Letâs stick with what weâve got. Now, come on. Abbieâs getting hungry.â
âMe, too.â Sam abandoned the sugar-laden cereal and hurried after his father and sister. âCan I have a Fun Meal? Theyâre giving away race cars this week.â
Looking at the shopping cart filled with nutritious food, Trevor almost sighed at his sonâs daily request for a dry burger and greasy fries accompanied by an inexpensive toy. He tried to give in to the request no more than a couple of times a month. âNot tonight, Sam.â
From her seat in the shopping cart, fourteen-month-old Abbie babbled something incomprehensible. Trevor gave her a distracted smile and pushed the cart past the gossip mavens, hoping they would be content to talk about him without feeling the need to talk to him. Maybe if he pretended not to notice themâ¦