Blurb: Jury
Yates is a corporate attorney who has a thing for one of the most powerful men
in Memphis—her boss. But there’s a problem with pursuing—and being pursued by—a
man with such wealth and power, especially when his family once owned hers.
Still, Jury cannot deny her attraction for the CEO of Wainwright Construction,
whose hot bod and deep, sexy voice get her juices flowing. Can she find a way
to accept that the past is the past and her future is what she makes of it?
Beauregard Charles Wainwright
is the epitome of a Southern gentleman. But this modern-day Rhett Butler is
more than just a gambler, he is a collector of sorts, acquiring properties and
developing multimillion-dollar dreams. So he knows a sweet deal when he sees
one. And Jury Yates is awfully sweet. She’s exactly what he wants, and he is
determined to have her. Now all that’s left for Beau to do is convince Jury
that he shouldn’t have to pay for the sins of his father.
Memphis Rising
is a hot, sensual and sweet interracial romance. I thoroughly
enjoyed Jury Yates; she wasn’t a weak-willed female but a woman who knows what
she wants and what she needs to do to get it. Beauregard Wainwright is a hot
man who is completely besotted with Jury. I enjoyed the reference and in a way
the obstacle of the fact his family use to own her family and the way they
worked it out was really good. The characters were great, the story wonderfully
hot, and when Beauregard takes her away to a cabin, the seduction he plays out is
beautiful and tender.
Best Bits: Jury Yates knew it
was not the smartest thing to talk back to her boss, but at the moment the man
was being a corporate prick.
Frowning at the tired look on
his otherwise handsome face, she could see that he was obviously stressed. No,
on second thought, he was irritated at having to call an emergency staff
meeting so late on a Friday afternoon.
Still, it didn’t give the man
the right to direct his anger at her. He was the one who made the costly
mistake in the company’s latest attempt to acquire undeveloped acreage just
outside Miami. And the sooner he admitted it was his mistake, the sooner the
executive team could devise a strategy to recoup the lost revenue.
Of course, maybe his anger
was somewhat justified, since she had just reminded him in front of his entire
executive team that only six months ago she had predicted the Miami deal would
go bust. Then, to make matters worse, she went on to tell her boss—in front of
the team—that he should be spanked for not heeding her warning or following her
sound legal advice.
Because if there was one
thing that everyone in the room knew, it was that Beauregard Charles Wainwright
didn’t take orders. He gave them.
Verdict: A
thoroughly enjoyable book.


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