SINFUL REWARDS 4 is the latest instalment in this riveting 12-part series, and surprisingly enough, those who are not familiar with this exciting series won't find it too difficult starting with Book 4.
Things are going downhill for Bee Carter: her financial situation got even more abysmal, and she is more torn than ever between dependable billionaire Nicolas and sexy tattooed biker Hawke. Bee receives a message, from someone other than Friendly, which might alleviate her pecuniary woes. She is also given a precious and very personal memento for safekeeping; a fragment of the permanence she craves. And when someone unexpectedly accompanies her, the dreaded weekly Saturday trip home to her mother becomes less of a chore; things lose some of their gloom when a friendly soul shares her experience.
SINFUL REWARDS 4 is a very emotional book; Bee has begun to heavily question her choices. Ms. Sax delves deeper into Bee's quest for stability and why money matters so much to her. The author's sensitive writing conveys Bee's pain and shame so expertly that we feel her overwhelming distress and hesitations as much as she does. The cinematic descriptions of the dingy diner effectively express the crushing dead-end Bee so desperately tries to escape. Yet SINFUL REWARDS 4 is colourful, light and joyful when Bee embraces the unconventional, voyeuristic/exhibitionist self, she tries so hard to stifle. The scenes of a sensual and sexual nature are breathtaking, warm and happy. Ms. Sax is so adept at describing surroundings, internal turmoil, and sensuality that we truly feel part of Bee Carter's world; we accompany her through her journey.
The SINFUL REWARDS series is most addictive and truly astounding: built upon a strong story, it's a character study that is also intensely sensual and quite suspenseful. The cliff-hangers are not what keep me anxiously awaiting the next instalment: I care about these fascinating characters, especially Bee and how she will succeed in trying to achieve her goal.
Ms. Sax is an author of such versatility that each book has different textures, colours and feels, and this one is quite different in tone: a bit darker but sexier. SINFUL REWARDS 4 naturally concludes in a cliff-hanger, a spectacular one that will make you want to read what happens next, and not having to. SINFUL REWARDS 4 is intense, deeply satisfying; simply wonderful. This might well be the best instalment so far in this brilliant series, and that is saying a lot.
Four years ago, Bee Carter left her tiny hometown,
escaping her
tormenters. She concealed her tarnished reputation under a
good-girl
persona, hiding her history from Nicolas, her strong and
silent
billionaire; Hawke, her tattooed bad-boy biker; and Cyndi,
her man-
crazy best friend.
Today, she's returning home β¦ and she's not alone. Some of
her
deepest, darkest secrets will be revealed. Trust will be
tested.
Clothing and inhibitions will be discarded. Bee and her
hometown
will never be the same.
When her past and her present collide, will any of Bee's
relationships survive?
Silence stretches. I look upward. A tic of emotion pulses high on
Hawkeβs cheek, his eyes stormy and his body hard. He wants me to accept
his lie, but I canβt believe in a man who has no reason to stay.
βEvery time we part, youβll think Iβve left you, wonβt you?β he asks,
his voice sinfully deep.
My fingers curl. βWhy would you stay?β I counter. Why would anyone stay
who had a choice?
Hawke grits his teeth. Thereβs another long pause. I brace myself for
the pain that I know is coming. Heβll tell me Iβm too much hassle for a
one-night stand. Then heβll ride out of the city and never return. I
shouldnβt care. Heβll leave me eventually, and the timing shouldnβt make
a difference. I cross my arms in front of my stomach, hugging my body,
trying to protect my foolish heart.
βYouβre gloriously stubborn, love.β Hawke sucks air through his teeth,
holds the breath for four heart-pounding moments, and exhales. βCome
here.β He slides his right hand into the front pocket of his faded blue
jeans.
I step closer to him, curious.
βI want you to keep these for me.β Hawke holds out his fist. A silver
ball chain is wrapped around his scarred fingers.
I extend my palm. His massive hand hovers above mine.
I wait and wait and wait. Hawke doesnβt release the chain. I survey his
savage countenance. His lips are flat. His jaw juts. He doesnβt want to
do this.
βThis isnβt necessary,β I tell him.
βIt is. You need this.β He opens his fist, dropping the ball chain and
two dog tags into the palm of my hand, the metal warmed by his skin.
Informationβa Social Security number, the words βno preference,β USMC,
and other lettersβis embossed on the oval forms. I donβt recognize the
first or last name.
βAre these yours?β I ask. He shared that Hawke wasnβt his first name. Is
Masters, the last name he gave me, not real either?
βNo, theyβre not mine.β Hawke rubs the barbed wire tattoo encircling his
right bicep, the vigorous motion reddening his arm.
I tilt my head, studying him. Why would he give me someone elseβs dog
tags? Our gazes meet and lock and I inhale sharply, reading the answer
in his pain-ravaged eyes. βThey belonged to Rock, didnβt they?β
βYeah.β
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