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Under the Boardwalk (Costas Sisters Series #1)

Under the Boardwalk (Costas Sisters Series #1)

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by Carly Phillips

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riana Costas may be a college professor in Vermont, but she's still a Jersey girl at heart-at least according to her lovable, eccentric Greek family. Then her twin sister, Zoe disappears an dher Jersey roots tug hard. Soon Ari is back home, ducking bullets and, to her chagrin, getting rescued by a hunk in a black leather jacket. Detective Quinn Donovan takes one


riana Costas may be a college professor in Vermont, but she's still a Jersey girl at heart-at least according to her lovable, eccentric Greek family. Then her twin sister, Zoe disappears an dher Jersey roots tug hard. Soon Ari is back home, ducking bullets and, to her chagrin, getting rescued by a hunk in a black leather jacket. Detective Quinn Donovan takes one look at the windblown beauty-and then looks again. If this lady isn't Zoe Costas, it's someone who looks exactly like her. Suddenly, Ari's in trouble deeper than the Atlantic at high tide, and Quinn is trying to protect her without spilling his well-guarded secrets ... as déja vu just might become the love affair of a lifetime.

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Publishers Weekly
Ariana Costas, the heroine of Phillips's (The Heartbreaker, etc.) featherweight confection, is a Jersey girl with a wacky family who quickly gets caught up in some potentially dangerous hijinks. Sound familiar? Despite the parallels, Ariana is no Stephanie Plum. Rather, she's a confused, repressed psychology professor who feels like a misfit in her family of eccentrics. But when she learns that her twin sister, Zoe, has gone missing, she reluctantly returns to her family home just outside of Atlantic City. Shortly thereafter, she's shot at and saved by gorgeous undercover police detective Quinn Donovan, who tells her, in no uncertain terms, that Zoe is fine and that she should hightail it out of town for her sister's safety and her own. Instead, Ariana decides to don Zoe's miniskirt and do some sleuthing at the casino where Zoe worked. When Ariana isn't poking around the casino or heating up the pages with Quinn, she's trying to talk some sense into her parents, a pair of lovable Addams family look-alikes who are plotting their next money-making scheme. Phillips's passive prose prevents her protagonists from growing beyond their prescribed roles, and her ham-handed humor contributes little to the story (Ariana's family owns a monkey named Spank, which naturally leads to exchanges like this one-Ariana: "Spank who?"; her mother: "Spank the monkey!"). Nevertheless, Phillips's tale is loaded with enough sexual pyrotechnics to light a fire under her fans. Agent, Robert Gottlieb at Trident Media. (June 8) Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
With a nod to My Big Fat Greek Wedding, Phillips turns her slight talent (The Heartbreaker, 2003, etc.) to a tale of two sisters. Ariana and Zoe Costas are the twin offspring of a lovable, loud-mouthed Greek family with a pet monkey who's a pickpocket. (The monkey is named Spank, as in Spank the Monkey.) Egged on by her flamboyant mother Elena, Zoe used to dance and serve drinks at an Atlantic City casino before she disappeared, and schoolteacher Ariana works there now-not that it's helped her solve the mystery. Perhaps the oh-so-studly Quinn Donovan can help. He seems to be creepy casino owner Damon's best bud, but he's really an undercover investigator. However, when not looking into Damon's crooked financial affairs, Quinn wastes no time getting to know Ariana. Should she tell him who she really is? Well, if he ever gets his tongue out of her mouth, she might get to ask a few important questions, like, for instance, whether her sister is dead or alive. Brainless, sexy romp will please the fans nonetheless. Agent: Robert Gottlieb/Trident Media Group

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Under the Boardwalk

By Carly Phillips

Warner Books

Copyright © 2004 Karen Drogin
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0-446-53237-1

Chapter One

If walls could talk, the stories they'd tell. Especially these walls, Ariana Costas thought as she glanced at the rows and rows of pictures leading down the stairs of her family home. A true documentary of insanity if there ever was one-the infamous "wall of shame," as Ariana liked to call it-that portrayed her relatives at their conniving best.

Judging by the commotion she heard from the kitchen, her family was up to their usual tricks. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized that, sadly, nothing had changed in the five years she'd been gone. Apparently not even a missing daughter could deter them from their routine. Pulling her black suit jacket around her like armor, Ariana stepped inside the kitchen and into the fray.

Her mother's sister, who technically lived next door though you'd never know it with the amount of time she spent here, sat with the phone book, calling people at random.

"Hello? Do you need your chimneys cleaned?" Aunt Dee asked in her high-pitched voice. "Winter's around the corner and you can't be too careful. You wouldn't want to light a fire and discover there was an animal stuck inside, would you?" After a short conversation, she set up an appointment and marked it in her calendar.

Ariana was always amazed anyone fell for the scheme. "What are you and Uncle John going to milk these unsuspecting people for once you're inside?" she asked as she walked over to the coffee machine.

Aunt Dee merely winked at her before moving on to the next number in the book.

In the meantime, her handsome father sat at the rectangular table drawing posters. A smile quirked at her lips as she took in his clean-shaven head. Prostate cancer seven years ago hadn't sidelined him. Instead, chemotherapy and her father's resulting baldness had started the family's biggest moneymaker, The Addams Family Act, derived from the old television show of the same name. Her father had taken on the persona of Uncle Fester, her beautiful mother with her raven hair was Morticia, while the rest of her relatives rallied around. Over the years the show had earned money at the local theater, and her family had become the pride of Ocean Isle, her small coastal hometown, fifteen minutes outside of Atlantic City, New Jersey.

Ariana was so grateful her father was healthy and still in remission, she kissed his bald head. Over his shoulder, she studied his poster. "'Earn while you Eat! Join a weight study,'" Ariana read aloud. "And how much will this study cost each participant?" she asked her father.

"Only what they want to give. You know that," Nicholas said without glancing up from his work.

She rolled her eyes. Ariana had seen this scam and ones like it before. Every Costas relative conned their way through life with a wink, a smile, and legendary Greek charm. The only shocking thing was that her family members managed to avoid doing hard time, something Ariana chalked up to luck.

With a sigh, she took a cup from the pantry. She'd arrived at her parents' home late last night after being informed of her sister's disappearance, and she could barely keep her eyes open. The coffee was too dark and thick to look appealing, but then no one in her family claimed to be related to Martha Stewart or Chef Boyardee. Thank God.

She lifted the mug to her lips, breathed in deep, and choked on the fumes. She dropped the cup into the sink, her eyes watering. She tried to speak and coughed again. "What is this stuff?" she asked, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Her mother breezed in, her long black hair flowing to her waist behind her, and kissed Ariana on the cheek. "It's brake fluid."

Ariana sighed. Yet another perfect example of why she'd avoided bringing friends home when she was a teenager.

Her mother patted her shoulder. "It wasn't meant to be tasted."

"Then what's it doing in the coffeepot?" "We were out of Tupperware."

"Of course." Ariana's eyes began to tear again. "Give me a tissue, please."

A hand reached out and waved a handkerchief in front of her eyes.

"Thanks." As Ariana blotted the tears, she looked over her shoulder and into the eyes of a real, live monkey. In any other home, she'd have jumped back in fright. "Who does the chimp belong to?" she asked, resigned.

"Not a chimp, a capuchin," Aunt Dee explained as the small monkey jumped down from the counter and scampered to the middle of the room. "If you'll recall, Great-Aunt Deliria was engaged to a monkey. This could be a long-lost relative." She swept her hand wide in a grand gesture and pointed to the animal, who was now sitting on the kitchen floor and unceremoniously playing with both feet.

Ariana winced at the sight and didn't bother to remind her mother's sister that Aunt Deliria was an Addams family relative, not their own. The presence of the animal, who resembled the monkey on the television show Friends, spoke for itself.

Was it any wonder Ariana had escaped to Vermont and normalcy as soon as she was able?

And she'd stayed there until that phone call. The one telling her that her twin sister was missing.

"You people are insane! Aren't you worried about Zoe?" she asked.

Zoe, the vibrant, lively one. Ariana refused to believe her sister was dead. According to documented studies, Ariana should have felt her death the moment her twin left this earth. She'd known the moment Zoe broke her leg when they were seven. Surely Ariana would sense her death now. She didn't, and her heart insisted Zoe was still alive. She had to be or Ariana's chance to make amends would be gone along with her.

At the mention of Zoe's name, silence had descended in the kitchen and lasted long enough for Ariana to grow increasingly uncomfortable. And guilty. Of course they were worried. Despite the hustle of daily activity, Ariana had felt the pall of Zoe being missing, and when they thought no one was looking, she'd caught a look of sadness in each of her relatives' eyes.

Finally Nicholas rose from his seat and hugged Ariana. "It's okay," he said, his hold on her tight. "It is just that we agreed not to discuss Zoe until she walks in the door. Safe and well." "And she will," her mother added with certainty. "Until then it's business as usual. And wait until you hear what new business we have planned."

Ariana wasn't interested in their newest scam, but those words of normalcy, at least by her family's standards, along with the scent of her father's aftershave, reassured Ariana as it had when she was a child.

Until he spoke. "Don't worry about your sister. Zoe's strong. After all, she's an Addams."

Which was enough for Ariana. "I need some air." She stepped outside and left behind the commotion, which had begun again. Blocking out her family, Ariana started for Islet Pier. Though it was fall, she couldn't mistake the smell of the ocean, a part of living in a coastal town. And a part she missed when in the mountains of Vermont. Only after she'd walked far from her house did she realize she should have grabbed her coat. The cool breeze from the water and the fall temperatures combined to chill her skin. With home being the alternative, she shoved her hands into her front pants pockets and strode on.

Not surprisingly, Islet Pier and the stretch of beach she and her sister used to frequent when they were kids were empty. Ariana recalled the many hours she and Zoe had played together here and the good times they'd shared, the pictures in her mind as vivid as if she and Zoe were together now. A lump rose to Ariana's throat along with the determination to find her twin and set things right between them.

A voice muffled by the sound of crashing waves interrupted her thoughts. Ariana believed she was imagining things brought on by her memories. Then she heard it again. "Zoe!" the male voice yelled out more clearly.

Surprised, Ariana lifted her head and hoped that she'd see her sister, alive and well and as real as the sand surrounding her. She stepped out from the covering of Islet Pier and looked into the glare of the sun. At the same moment a shot rang out and a hard body threw Ariana to the ground.

"Hey, mister!"

Quinn Donovan stepped out of the South Side Center, a town-run facility for down-on-their-luck kids. He glanced at the gangly street urchin on the corner, all long limbs and wise-cracking smile. "Hey, Sam. How you doing today?"

"Not bad. Bet I can tell you where you got them shoes." Quinn looked down at his scuffed loafers. "Where'd I get my shoes?" he asked, playing along.

The teen paused a beat before continuing. "You got 'em on your feet." "Sam" was Samantha, and she burst into belly-aching laughter at the same joke Quinn heard from her every time he volunteered. Quinn came by often to help, playing basketball with the kids or cleaning or doing whatever else was necessary. He glanced at Sam and chuckled. Sam and the other kids reminded Quinn of his real life and prevented him from losing touch with who he really was. He'd pulled strings to get Sam placed in a decent foster home, and he refused to put up with any shit that would jeopardize her placement there.

"Shouldn't you be in school?" he asked her. "Shouldn't you mind your own business?" The laughter quickly died as her huge green eyes flashed with defiant, angry sparks.

Quinn had been the same rebellious pain in the ass at that age. Stepping closer, he pulled the Yankees cap off her head and a mass of tangled blonde hair fell over her shoulders. Without the disguise she appeared younger and more vulnerable. Smart foster kids like Sam tried to beat the system by making themselves invisible in the mistaken belief they'd have a better chance at remaining in one home.

Shut up and don't cause trouble was the mantra repeated by case-workers.

Quinn ought to know. But even Quinn with all his experience hadn't known the kid was a girl until the third time they met. He hoped that once she adjusted, she'd trust her new foster family and revert to looking like what she was, a feminine young teen.

"They don't let you wear hats in school. Go now or I'm calling Aaron and Felice," he told her.

Sam's bravado crumbled and tears welled in her huge eyes. "They won't care, Quinn. Felice is pregnant and they don't need me around anymore."

Before Quinn could react, Sam took off in the direction of school. "Oh hell," he muttered.

Aaron and Felice were a young couple who'd failed at adoption too many times. They'd turned to foster care and requested a girl, even accepting a teenager, something few families willingly did. A hardass by nature, Quinn still had faith in Sam's foster parents.

He ran his hand through his already windblown hair and made a mental note to check in with Felice before pushing his thoughts toward his problems.

His Chevy Blazer sat parked across the street, but the crisp fall air, combined with the possibility of being alone, called to him. He had time before he had to return to the charade he was currently living, and damned if he wasn't going to make the most of it. He headed for the boardwalk and Islet Pier, the place that had been his refuge for as long as he could remember.

At this time of year the beach was deserted, the snack shacks were empty, and all would remain that way till spring. He breathed in the salty air and a sense of peace filled him-until his serenity was broken.

A jet black-haired woman strode down the steps, onto the sand, and toward the pier, beneath where Quinn stood. Her long dark hair blew around her shoulders in wild disarray, and the classic profile was unmistakable. A jolt of familiarity kicked him in the gut.

"No frigging way," he muttered aloud. Hadn't he taken care of Zoe Costas himself?

He calmed his thoughts and suddenly the other possibility dawned, this one more frightening than the last. If it wasn't Zoe he was watching beneath Islet Pier, it was her twin, Ari, the college psychology professor who Zoe had sworn was safely in Vermont. Who Zoe had promised wouldn't return to Ocean Isle and get in the way. Not on a bet. No matter how grief stricken Ari would have been when she heard of her twin's presumed death, Ari wouldn't desert her students mid-semester and fly home. She'd grieve in her own world, the sane world she'd escaped to years before. Zoe had promised.

Shit, he thought, shaking his head. Obviously, because of their estrangement, Zoe had no idea what her twin would or wouldn't do. Because Ari was here.

And Quinn had a problem.

Before he could decide what to do about it, the distinct sound of a male voice yelled above the crashing waves. A split second later, a shot rang out. Acting on instinct, Quinn jumped from the pier and tackled Ari to the ground.

Ariana hit the sand hard, grunting on impact. Pain shot through her chest. But even with the wind knocked out of her, she was keenly aware of the hard male above her and the too real knowledge that someone had taken a shot.

At her.

Waves beat against the shore and seagulls screeched in the air, but in her ear, she felt hot, heavy breath. Every last nerve ending came alive with a female awareness she hadn't felt in so long.

Seconds passed in which neither of them moved. Not only was Ariana covered by a heavy male body, but he smelled extremely good. He was a combination of muscle and determination. And he'd either saved her life or fired that gunshot. She wasn't about to wait around to find out which.

As soon as he rolled away from her, she rose to her feet and took off at a run, zigzagging across the beach. The sand slowed her effort and she hadn't made it more than halfway to the main road before he grabbed her around the waist. Hauling her into his arms, he pulled her behind a vacant snack shack. "What the hell kind of run was that?" he asked, breathing too easily considering she was huffing and puffing.

"Serpentine," she managed to explain, through her wheezing and fear.

Behind her, she thought she heard him laugh. "From The In-Laws?" His amused voice held utter disbelief.

But Ariana wasn't laughing. She had escaped into old movies to get away from her family's antics, and she'd obviously learned something. "If you ask me, you ought to be applauding my ability to think on my feet. When someone shoots at you, you don't give them a straight place to aim. You give them a moving target instead. It makes sense to me."

He obviously didn't agree with her thinking, because he burst into a full-blown laugh. She tried to wriggle forward and out of his grasp, but he merely tightened his grip. He yanked her against him, pressing her solidly against his back.

Panic started to take hold, but before she could fight, he spoke. "I'm not going to hurt you," he said, his voice strangely reassuring despite their circumstances.

"Then let me go." While he debated, she used the time to draw deep, even breaths and regain her equilibrium.

He twisted around, pulling her with him to scan their surroundings. "It looks like our gunman's gone," he said at last.

She could have told him they were alone.


Excerpted from Under the Boardwalk by Carly Phillips Copyright © 2004 by Karen Drogin . Excerpted by permission.
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Meet the Author

New York Times bestselling author Carly Phillips is an attorney who has tossed away legal briefs in favor of writing hot, sizzling romances. Her first contemporary romance, The Bachelor, captured a spot as a "Reading with Ripa" book club pick on LIVE with Regis and Kelly. Carly currently lives in Purchase, New York, with her husband, two young daughters, and a frisky soft-coated Wheaten terrier who acts like their third child. When she's not spending time with her family, Carly is busy writing and promoting (and playing online!).

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Under the Boardwalk 3.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 25 reviews.
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BookChick79 More than 1 year ago
I have read The Bachelor series and they were OK but I was hoping that this was better because of the mystery behind the story. The characters, especially the main two, were really interesting and Ari's family was an interesting group. However, there were two characters who I didn't understand - their story line was cute but I didn't understand their point in the story. It seemed really out of place. I thought the mystery part of the story was interesting at the beginning but I thought the ending to that part was weak. It was a fast read but I was glad when it was over.
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I hate reading and this is the first book other than school related i've actually finished. Ariana and Quinn have quite the love relationship. It is a fast paced novel about sisters who were apart for so long and one disappears and they realize how much they mean to eachother. Carly Pillips is a great author and I can't wait to read another one of her books.
Guest More than 1 year ago
It wasn't bad but I never got completely sucked in. I would have like the story to be more focused on the main characters. There were so many other side stories going on I felt like I was backtracking. I do have to say though that the moments that included Spank the Monkey had me laughing out loud and made the book worth the read.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I started reading Carly Phillips with 'The Bachelor'. Those books were a fun read and I have enjoyed her books since. 'Under the Boardwalk' did not strike a cord with me. It was slow moving with little plot development. This book was 300 pages long when it could have been told in 100 pages and it would have been more interesting. It felt like it started as a novella and someone decided it should be a book, so they went back in and put fillers to make it longer. I didn't feel the click between Quinn and Ari. The hang ups that Ari had were ridiculous for a psychology professor, especially for an almost 30 year old. Talk about 'physician, heal thy self.' Sam at 13 is more mature and understands more. And I still haven't figured out why Conner and Maria were in there and got their own sections. The funniest parts dealt with Spank and that isn't saying much. This book was a mix of My Big Fat Greek Wedding (without the comedy) and Meet the Parent/Fockers (without the comedy). Sprinkle in Friends moments and some junior detective work that doesn't lead anywhere and you have a recipe for disaster. Save your money for a different book. I gave this book two stars because I was able to get through it eventually even though it was painful. This books had an abundance of potential but still managed to fall short.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Carly Phillips does it again! This book was very funny, suspenseful, and quick-paced. A great page-turner!
Guest More than 1 year ago
this book u just want to keep on reading . so great!!!!!!!!!! great for reading in bed with a cup of tea. (for real)
Guest More than 1 year ago
Phillips does a great job of keeping her charachters fresh and different. Ariana and Quinn immediately get you hooked with their sex appeal. The Costas family keep you wondering what trouble they'll get into next. All in all, 'Under the Boardwalk' Fun and Sexy a great summer read.
Guest More than 1 year ago
When Ariana Costas returns to her family in New Jersey from a five year absence, little does she expect to be involved in murder, mayhem, and romance. Ari's taken a leave of absence from her teaching job in Vermont hoping she'll find out what's happened to her missing twin, Zoe. Ari has never felt connected to her wildly wacky family, but coming home at this point in time leads to some eye-opening revelations. In a case of mistaken identity, Ari is shot at and then rescued by hunky detective Quinn Donovan. It doesn't take long for Ari and Quinn to become romantically involved, but each is a constant thorn in the other's side. Ari has difficulty letting go of some of her hang-ups, while Quinn has secrets that may be the key to Zoe's mysterious disappearance. Ari's amateur detective skills and Quinn's protective instincts are a constant conflict between the two. Hopefully, they can stay alive while trying to stay out of the bedroom! xxxxxxxx UNDER THE BOARDWALK is filled with delightful characters, a fast-paced and intriguing storyline, and edge-of-your-seat suspense. New York Times bestselling author Carly Phillips is a master at her craft, engaging the reader's emotions from first page to last. xxxxxxxx I highly recommend UNDER THE BOARDWALK as one of Ms. Phillips best books to date, and personally can't wait to read Zoe's story!
Guest More than 1 year ago
When Vermont based psychology college professor Ariana Costas learns that her twin Zoe is missing and probably dead, she takes a leave of absence and returns to her family home in Ocean Isle, New Jersey. She does not believe Zoe is dead because she has a certain affinity for her sister though they have been estranged for five years since Ariana fled her family of con artists............................................ Quinn Donovan is stunned to see Zoe¿s sister walking on the beach as Zoe promised that Ariana would never come home. Someone fires a shot at Ariana, but Quinn reacts and knocks her down. After he reluctantly gets off her, they talk. He tells her he worked with her mother and her sister at Damon¿s Casino, but hides his instant attraction to her and that Special Agent Zoe is safe. Ariana informs him she will stay until Zoe comes home. Quinn worries she will destroy his undercover work at the casino trying to prove illegal happenings. As Ariana and Quinn fall in love, he breaks the rules of undercover work for her while worrying about her safety and their future together................................. This exciting police procedural romance works on several levels but readers will especially feel the attraction between the two lead protagonists as well as that of a secondary couple. The vast cast adds depth as Ariana learns what family means through the reactions of a street teen to her likable con artist kin though her constant insistence that she does not belong amongst loved ones becomes irritating. Romantic suspense readers will take immense pleasure with this fine suspense laden tale starring a lovable You Can¿t take It With You cast......................... Harriet Klausner
Guest More than 1 year ago
I have read a few of her books and won't be reading any more.....I tried. After reading reviews by other readers, I keep thinking optimistically, but I can't seem to ever relate to her characters. Her stories would make great short stories but seem to drag on and on with no real content.