Tall, Dark and Cajun by Sandra Hill

Author:Sandra Hill [Hill, Sandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-08-21T00:09:30+00:00

"A decorator? We're going to redo our den. Maybe I could call you," Jolie said.

"Rachel is a Feng Shui expert," Remy bragged, to Rachel's surprise.

"What the hell's fung sway?" Valcour asked with a smirk.

Instead of answering Valcour, Rachel addressed Jolie. "Feng Shui is a type of decorating. I'd be glad to look at your den, but I'm afraid I won't have time. I'm only visiting Louisiana, and I'm already doing Charmaine's beauty spa and Remy's houseboat."

"You," Valcour said, waving a drunken finger at his wife, completely disregarding Rachel's words. "You spend too goddamn much money as it is. We don't need no fancy-pantsy decorator to tell us we need a ten thousand-dollar couch."

Jolie ducked her head with embarrassment. Then, to give her credit, she shot right back, "Don't talk to me like one of your workers over at the oil plant."

"For, chrissake, Remy…" Valcour's attention drifted from one to the other of them without logic. He must be drunker than he appeared. "What do you need an interior decorator for in a houseboat?" He gave Rachel a slow lecherous once-over from head to toe and back up to her breasts. He snickered.

What an unpleasant man!

Rachel dug her fingernails into Remy's forearm to keep him from jumping his father. He and Luc were chugging down their drinks like wanderers in the desert, probably for fortification.

"I heard Tee-John drove Lulu out to your place last week," Valcour said to Remy. "You better keep that bitch away from my boy. She's a bad influence."

"Bad influence," Luc sputtered, still in his seat. "The only bad influence in Tee-John's life is you. Why don't you hop on the wagon and straighten yourself out? After all these years, you'd be doing the world, and your family, a favor."

"You'd like me to hand you some favors, wouldn't you, boy? Beef up that ragtag law practice of yours.

Make you something more than 'The Swamp Solicitor'."

Luc's face turned red with fury. Now Sylvie dug her fingernails into Luc's forearm to restrain him from doing bodily harm.

"Once a bastard, always a bastard," Remy snarled.

"Speaking of bastards, tell that brother of yours, René, that if I hear one more word from another legislator about oil pollution in the friggin' bayou, he's gonna find his ass in a sling, and I'll be tyin' the knot.

Don't think I don't remember how to beat the crap out of any one of you boys."

With that, Valcour turned on his heels and staggered off, pulling Jolie with him.

"Well, that was certainly enjoyable," Sylvie said with a shaky laugh.

"No blood was spilled. That's a relief," Rachel added.

They all looked at her, then burst out laughing.

"You're right, darlin'. You're ab-so-lute-ly freakin' right. No blood and my Dad is an accomplishment,"

Remy said, giving her a one-armed hug.

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