Cajun's Rage

Tessa Fontenot built The Snapping Turtle from a half-dead beer joint into the only honest pour on thirty miles of River Road. Truckers, pipeline crews, parish locals — the whole corridor drinks at her bar because she remembers their name, their drink, and the last thing they told her. Then an ex-con with a protection racket decided her roadhouse was the test case for the whole road — and sent men in pressed shirts to make an example of her. She's already thrown them out with a baseball bat. When they come back with six more, a bat isn't enough. So she calls the Devils. Cajun can charm his way through any door before the people inside think to lock it — and behind the easy grin and the slow Cajun drawl is a man who lost everything once and learned to smile through the wreckage. He's the club's best front man and its coldest closer. He rides out to handle a corridor problem. He does not plan on a loud, fearless bartender who takes one look and calls his charm exactly what it is: a coat he hides behind. Andre Pitre wants her bar. Cajun wants her. And when the racket carves its name into everything Tessa built, the most feared club in New Orleans burns the corridor clean, one dead enforcer at a time. He claims his ground with patience and a blade. She claims hers with an iron hand and a generous pour. Together they're about to teach a patient man what happens when he reaches onto Devils road. Book 9 in the Bourbon Street Devils MC Romance series. HEA guaranteed.