The day her mother passed away, Beulah was only given a name. That was it. No other explanation. Portia Van Allan was not someone Beulah could believe her mother ever knew. Wealthy, self-absorbed and other than the fact Portia was supplying special care for Beulah’s sister, Portia was cruel. The day Portia’s son returns home for the summer, Beulah discovers that Portia isn’t in charge. This isn’t her home at all. Her late husband left her with nothing. It all belongs to their son who doesn’t seem to like his mother at all. Jasper Van Allan doesn’t know why his mother has hired a young gorgeous blonde to take care of the house and almost lets her go before he finds out the truth. Realizing there’s more to Beulah than a stunning face, he keeps finding reasons to be near her all the time. It’s all falling into place, it all begins to make sense . . . until the real lies, the dark secrets, and the skeletons come tumbling out of the Van Allan closet. Twisted truths that will send Beulah running . . .

After facing a truth she never imagined, Beulah has to find a new path. Build a life without help and take care of her sister alone. Or does she…

Book #3 in the Sweet Little Series. Trusting again and facing the lies that had surrounded her entire life, Beulah is ready to move on. Love and enjoy the man she’s found happiness with. When the past comes back yet again with one last skeleton in the closet.

Fiona I had never asked for a break. It had been a small request for space, so I could think. Just some time to reflect and search myself. Loving Marty had never been the problem. It was the word marriage that haunted me. In the end, none of it mattered. Marty proved to be exactly what I feared. Unfaithful. And he’d fooled me, not once, but twice. There sure as hell wouldn’t be a third time. Marty Three long years and the sight of her still feels like electricity jolting me awake from a sleep I didn’t realize I was in. Even with plenty of time to mentally prepare for this, being near Fiona reminded me what I’d never managed to find in another woman. Even if she was crazy as hell. A mixture of hot, cold, funny, brutal all wrapped into a fucking gorgeous package. When I left town, I was getting away from any memories of her. Protecting myself the only way I could. But my twin brother and her half-sister were tying the knot. Unlike us, Shay and Mack could claw each other’s eyes out one minute and be madly in love the next. Making it through this wedding weekend was all Mack asked of me. I could do it. I had to. Even if it took all the whiskey in Savannah, Georgia. Fiona wouldn’t break me. At least not again.