The Sullivans 9 - The Way You Look Tonight - Bella Andre,
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//-->Table of ContentsTHE WAY YOU LOOK TONIGHTA note from Bella:Chapter OneChapter TwoChapter ThreeChapter FourChapter FiveChapter SixChapter SevenChapter EightChapter NineChapter TenChapter ElevenChapter TwelveChapter ThirteenChapter FourteenChapter FifteenChapter SixteenChapter SeventeenChapter EighteenChapter NineteenChapter TwentyChapter Twenty-oneChapter Twenty-twoChapter Twenty-threeChapter Twenty-fourEpilogueCOMPLETE BOOKLISTABOUT THE AUTHORTHE WAY YOU LOOK TONIGHT~ The Sullivans ~© 2013 Bella Andrebella@bellaandre.comBella on TwitterBella on FacebookBella on GoodreadsSign up for Bella’s NewsletterAs a very successful private investigator who has caught most of the cheaters in Seattle withtheir pants down, Rafe Sullivan believes true, lasting love only happens once in a blue moon.Needing to get away from the city to clear his head, he finds the lake house where he spent the bestsummers of his life is now a wreck...but the sweet girl next door is all grown up and prettier thananything he’s ever seen.While Brooke Jansen is happy making and selling chocolate truffles in her small PacificNorthwest lake town, she secretly longs to experience something wild. So when her favorite "WildSullivan" moves in again next door after more than a decade away, and sparks fly between them,she can’t stop wondering if being bad is really as good as it always seemed...and just how long itwill be before she can find out.But when their summer fling quickly spirals into deeper emotions than either of them wereexpecting, can they survive the heat between them? Or will Rafe make the biggest mistake of hislife and end up losing the best thing that’s ever happened to him?A note from Bella:I have been writing about the Sullivan family for two years and loving every single second ofcreating emotional love stories about these sexy heroes and strong heroines! Thank you for being themost amazing readers in the world! Your emails, tweets, Facebook, and Goodreads messages havemade me laugh, tear up, and appreciate writing romance more than ever.In fact,youare the reason I'm writing more stories about the Sullivans! After the first eight SanFrancisco Sullivans found their happily-ever-afters, so many readers requested more Sullivans thatI'm thrilled to introduce you to the Seattle branch of the family. Over the course of the next five books,I can’t wait to introduce you to Rafe, Mia, Ian, Adam, and Dylan, and their parents, Max and ClaudiaSullivan. Of course, along the way we’ll peek back in on the lives of the first eight Sullivans and theirmother in San Francisco.I should also note that if this is your first time reading about the Sullivans, you can easily readeach book as a standalone—and I hope you really enjoy it!Thank you, again, for your incredible support and encouragement. I sincerely hope you lovegetting to know my super-sexy P.I. Rafe Sullivan...and the woman he’s about to realize he can’t livewithout.Happy reading,Bella AndreChapter OneSome days, Rafe Sullivan hated his job.The elegantly dressed woman seated in front of him had tears streaming down her face, and heronce-flawless makeup was running in black streams down her cheeks. He slid the box of tissuescloser to her, but she was too busy sobbing and clutching the photos that Rafe had given her to notice.In each of the dozen pictures, his client’s CEO husband was with a different woman. Brunettes,blondes, and redheads were all represented. The only thing the man seemed to discriminate by wascup size, as each of the women was very well endowed, including the young wife on whom he wascheating."That bastard!" she spat between sobs. "He swore he would never cheat. He said I waseverythingto him. During our wedding vows, he stood up in front of my family and told me I was thetrue love of his life." She lifted her gaze from the pictures, her eyes overfull with pain. "Why couldn’the be faithful? Is it because I’m not as pretty as these women?"Seven years ago, when Rafe had decided to leave the police force and open up his owninvestigation firm, he’d been full of high ideals. Justice. Truth. That was what he’d been after. Henow had half a dozen people working for him, and was widely considered to run the best P.I. firm inWashington State.How the hell had it come to this? He used to go into every case with an open mind. After all,how high could the statistics be in favor of infidelity? Fifty percent was high, he’d figured. Sixtypercent would have been nuts.He hadn’t imagined a world in which one hundred percent of the people he investigated wereup to no good.Somewhere along the way, Rafe’s reputation for discovering whether or not high-profile menand women were cheating—and they always were, for every client he’d taken on—had eclipsed hisother cases, but he couldn’t justify turning down the pricey jobs when he had a staff depending on himfor salaries and benefits.Still, though he’d been doing this for nearly a decade, Rafe had never figured out how to numbhimself to the moment when he handed his client the pictures he and his staff had taken of infidelity inaction. He couldn’t help but feel that he was at least partly responsible for their tears.But most of all, he hated the way the women too quickly moved from anger to blamingthemselves."This is not your fault," he said in a gentle voice.He would have told his client that she was easily as beautiful as the women her husband hadcheated with, might even have reached out to touch her hand in comfort, but hard-won experience hadtaught him he couldn’t even do that.Comfort and much-needed compliments could be too easily mistaken for something more. He’donly been stupid enough to go down that road once, but it had been lesson enough. He’d known betterthan to start anything up with one of his ex-clients, but she’d been persistent and pretty...and he’d beentired and just plain stupid. Boy hadthatbeen a major screw-up.Now, though he wished he could do more to help his client, all he could do was hand her thetissues.
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