Meet the Author
Sandra
Hill is a graduate of Penn State and worked for more than ten years as a
features writer and education editor for publications in New Jersey and
Pennsylvania. Writing about serious issues taught her the merits of seeking the
lighter side of even the darkest stories.
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ABOUT CAJUN
CRAZY
Welcome back to New York Times
bestseller Sandra Hill’s Cajun country, where love heats up the Louisiana
bayou . . .
Former
Chicago cop Simone LeDeux is back home in the bayou, sharing a double wide in
the Pearly Gates trailer park to help her mama recover from surgery. Her one
rule: no Cajun men. Loved and left by too many double-crossing Cajuns,
Simone puts bad experience to good use by opening Legal Belles: an agency that
uncovers cheating spouses.
Suddenly she’s confronting a
two-timer about to swindle his wife out of millions and antagonizing New Orleans
bigwigs over an illegal sex club. Adam Lanier learns of the dangerous game
Simone is playing . . . and the sexy single dad comes to her aid. Known as a
rogue in the courtroom and a player in the bedroom, the ragin’ Cajun has
Simone triply on guard.
With
their crazy chemistry, danger on their trail, and infamous LeDeux relative Tante
Lulu working her magical matchmaking, the bayou has never been this
steamy.
Excerpt
“I’ve been attracted to you from the first moment we met.”
“I’m surprised that you would admit that. Kind of lessens
your odds.”
“You’re assuming this is a game. I’m too old to play games.
Actually, they never interested me
much. How about you?”
“Oh, games can be fun sometimes.”
“Tease!” Adam said with a chuckle and nipped her on the chin
with his teeth.
It wasn’t a kiss or a bite, but she felt it all the way down
to “Red-dy and Willing,” the color of her toenail polish.
Simone remembered her bad history with Cajun men and her
resolution to avoid them in the future.
“Um, I think it’s time to cut this flower in the bud. I am
not going to do this again.”
“Do what, darlin’?”
That damn “darlin’ ” again! “Get involved with another Cajun
man.”
“You’re going to give me the boot just because
I’m Cajun?”
She nodded.
“Well, lucky you, babe, because I’m only half Cajun.”
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