Jeanie Munro is putting her life back together since her husband, and father of her two young children, walked out and left her with lots of debt. Two years later her flower shop is doing well, and she is happy. Rock McKenzie has come to Mossy Bog, Georgia to rest and recuperate from almost being killed when his fishing charter boat exploded.
He's also here looking for Jeanie's ex-husband, who Rock thinks stole his gold sovereigns. Rock and his boyhood friend and partner Tarpley found them off the coast on a treasure dive. He needs them back, or he has to relinquish the family journal he put up for collateral to get his charter business started. When Jeanie's shop and home are both plundered, Rock has another agenda, to keep Jeanie and her family safe from the thugs he believes are behind his boat explosion and the theft of his coins. Can he keep her safe and find his treasure without losing his own heart in the process?
Maggie Toussaint gives us another installment in her Mossy Bog series with ROUGH WATERS. This is my first visit to Mossy Bog, but I am a fan already. Filled with suspense at every turn, this story is a fast-paced adventure with some steamy romance filtered throughout the pages. Jeanie and Rock are strong solid characters who know what they want in life. Life has dealt them some hard knocks, but they keep bouncing back.
An eclectic mix of supporting characters and the quaint fishing village setting of Mossy Bog, make this story truly a romantic southern tale. It's a story about knowing what you want out of life and not letting the trials you face get in your way. I intend to read more of Ms. Toussaint's Mossy Bog stories, you should too. If romantic suspense is your genre, you won't be disappointed.
Former Navy SEAL Rock Mackenzie wants his stolen gold
sovereigns back. Time is running out on the loan repayment
for his treasure hunt and unless he finds the coins, he
will
have to forfeit a family heirloom and all hope of finding
the sunken ship carrying the gold.
Pink-haired florist Jeanie Munro learned responsibility
the
hard way after her ex-husband abandoned her and their two
children. Once a wild child with a heart full of
adventure,
Jeanie finds herself falling for yet another bad boy
dreamerβuntil thieves ransack her shop and home and Rock
reveals her ex is to blame for their troubles.
Is he? Or did Rock bring danger to her doorstep? In return
for his protection, Jeanie agrees to help find the missing
coins. Will their thirst for adventure get them killed, or
will they discover the true meaning of treasure before
itβs
too late?
βYou know something, donβt you?β
He was quiet so long the hair on the back of her neck
snapped to attention.
βI might,β he said.
βTell me.β
He set his mug in the sink. βI know Avery.β
Jeanie blinked. Her blood iced. She tried a deep breath and
choked on it. βYouβre friends?β
βI met him in North Carolina. He told me about Mossy Bog.β
βThis is about my ex-husband?β She straightened. Light
glinted on the tin roof of the potting shed. The strength
of the beam warmed the frost in her bones. She wasnβt
sinking down to that dark place again. She wouldnβt let
Avery crush her a second time. βDoes he owe you money?
'Cause if he does, Iβm not paying it. The bank of Jeanie is
officially closed.β
Rockβs silence spoke volumes. βOh, God. He does owe you.
Iβm sick and tired of this crap. Avery owes me so much itβs
ridiculous. And child support. Donβt even get me started on
child support. I refuse to pay another red cent of his
bills. If you loaned him money, kiss it goodbye.β
Rock didnβt say anything.
Cuss words roiled in her craw like crabs in the cook pot.
Jeanie glanced at the sling supporting Rockβs left arm. A
horrible possibility occurred to her, a possibility so
scary her vision whited out. She hung onto the kitchen
counter until shapes and colors came back into view.
βJeanie? You okay?β
If she wasnβt, she wasnβt going to let him know it. Sheβd
learned to stand on her own two feet after Avery left.
βTell me this isnβt about your accident.β
βI canβt.β
Her knees sagged. A needle of betrayal stabbed her heart.
Damn you, Avery. How many lives do you have to ruin? It
wasnβt enough that you threw away me and the kids? You had
to go and maim a perfect stranger?
The room began to spin. It floated in and out of focus.
Rockβs hand rested on her shoulder. βSit,β he said. βSit
down before you pass out.β
βIβm fine.β
βIβve had paramedic training. I know the signs. Please
sit.β
Not wanting to embarrass herself further by fainting, she
complied. After a few deep breaths, she braced for the bad
news. βIβm all right. Tell me the whole story.β
He seemed to be holding onto the tall back of a chair.
βAvery worked at Bayside Marina where I docked my charter
boat. He asked a lot of questions about my charters.β
βHe liked being in the know.β
The harsh planes of Rockβs beard-stubbled face tightened at
that. The pink scar on his left cheek darkened. This really
was about Avery.
βWhat happened to you?β
βMy boat exploded.β
βYour boating accident? Where you got hurt?β
βI wasnβt the only one on the boat. The bomb killed my
partner. I was lucky enough to be thrown free.β
Her jaw dropped. βYouβre saying Avery murdered someone?β
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