Desire won’t take no for an answer in The Right Kind of Trouble by Shiloh Walker
In the small Southern town of McKay’s Treasure, everybody knows that the handsome local police chief, Gideon Marshall, has been carrying a torch for Moira McKay. It’s also no secret that Moira has been rejecting Gideon since…forever. But after an attack from a mysterious stranger bent on taking down the McKay family, Moira becomes filled with distrust toward most men. Now she wonders whether she’s been wrong about Gideon all alongand if it’s not too late to admit him back into her life…and into her bed...
Gideon has finally convinced his wasted heart to give up on Moira, who he’s loved since he was sixteen years old. Moira’s attack changes everything, howeverand he vows to protect her. But how much is he willing to risk for a woman who’s always kept him at bay…until now? And is it too late for Moira to tell him that her love for him has always been locked deep in her heartand he holds the key?
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Shiloh Walker has been writing since she was a kid. She loves reading and writing anything paranormal, anything fantasy, and nearly every kind of romance. Once upon a time she worked as a nurse, but now she writes full time and lives with her family in the Midwest. Her Secrets and Shadows series includes Burn for Me, Break for Me, and Long for Me. She has authored dozens of works of romantic suspense, contemporary and paranormal romance, and urban fantasy under the name J.C. Daniels.
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The Right Kind of Trouble
By Shiloh Walker
St. Martin's PressCopyright © 2016 Shiloh Walker
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Gideon Marshall had his hands full of dirty plates and his mind full of dirty words.
He moved into the kitchen of the big, sprawling home known as McKay's Ferry, and Moira McKay, the woman he loved more than his own life, cut a wide circle around him so she wouldn't have to look at him.
"Why don't you go out there and celebrate with them?" he asked, keeping his voice devoid of emotion. "A double wedding, I'm sure they could use your organized self to talk details."
Not even an hour ago, Neve McKay, the youngest of the family, had gotten engaged. Less than sixty seconds after she'd said yes, her brother Brannon had proposed to his girlfriend Hannah. He'd been planning his proposal — Neve's fiancé hadn't known when he had popped the question.
There was plenty to celebrate.
Moira just shrugged. "This is a happy time for them. I'm just as good in here as I am out there. Nobody wants to talk plans tonight."
"You could —"
The plates in her hand smacked down sharply on the edge of the counter, hitting with enough force he was surprised none of them broke. Moira was still staring at the plates, her jaw tight. "I could go out there and be a fifth wheel. No thanks."
Ella Sue, a genteel sort of tyrant, came bustling in and arched a brow at him before looking at Moira's stiff back. "I'm in the mood for champagne," she announced, taking up an empty space at the counter.
While she tore the foil, Gideon turned back to the sink and rinsed a few dishes off. "I used to wonder who did all of this," Gideon said. He was talking just to talk and he knew it. He didn't care for the sound of his own voice, but it was better than that terse silence. "You've got all the money in the world. You could hire people to do this stuff. Then you could hire people to hire people to do it for the people ..."
Moira let out a soft, strained sigh.
He looked over at her.
Their gazes locked and held for a moment before she broke it, shifting her attention back to the pots she was putting up. "Mom and Dad wanted to make sure we understood the value of hard work. It's one of the things that has kept this family honest and successful all these years — or so they say," she said.
"I heard them tell you that, more than once." He blew out a breath, mind turning back to the man who used to watch Gideon every time he would escort Moira out the door for a date. "Sometimes I still expect to hear him, you know. Your dad, that voice of his. Big and powerful, echoed all through the place."
"I know." She glanced over at him, smiled sadly.
A few moments later they were all done.
Ella Sue pushed a glass of champagne at each of them and then disappeared — again.
"She seems more interested in flitting in and out than anything," he said. He was under no illusions as to why, either.
"I heard you were out with Maris the other night."
Moira's voice — bright and almost too cheerful — cut through his heart like a knife.
He took a slow, deliberate sip of the champagne, the bubbles oddly flat on his tongue. It had come from the McKay cellars and chances were that the stuff cost a good grand a bottle. But it was like water to him. He still took another easy sip before he looked over at her.
He wasn't surprised Moira had heard he'd been out with Maris Cordell, one of the deputies with the county sheriff's department. What he was surprised about was the fact that she seemed to give a damn.
She tossed her champagne back like it was moonshine and she was dying for the buzz.
"We had dinner." He shrugged casually and thought to himself he wouldn't have made a bad actor.
Moira, however, never would have made it. She gave him a sharp-edged look and said, "Isn't that just lovely. I bet you two have a lot to talk about."
Gideon ran his tongue over his teeth. Then he shrugged and tossed back the rest of the bubbly wine. He rinsed out the glass. "I'd better head out. I've got case files to last me into the next decade, so —"
"Maybe the deputy can give you hand."
"For fuck's sake!" He spun around and glared at her.
She gave him an innocent smile as she polished off her champagne and put the flute down.
Striding back to her, he caught her arms. "What do you want, Moira? It's sure as hell not me. I spent almost twenty years begging for you to come back to me, but you ..."
Tears gleamed in her eyes as she stared up at him.
An invisible fist grabbed him by the throat, by the heart. "You won't," he said bleakly. As the tears broke free and rolled down her cheeks, he brushed them away. "You won't. You're the only woman I've ever loved. Probably the only woman I'm ever going to love. But I'm tired of standing on the sidelines, of reaching out for you only to have you push me away. I'm tired, Moira. I'm tired of being alone and being lonely. You don't want me. I get it. But somebody else does."
"Then go to her," Moira said woodenly. She twisted out of his arms and pulled back. "I kept telling you it wasn't going to happen, that you needed to move on, Gideon."
She continued to stare at him with bruised eyes.
"Then why are you looking at me like I've broken your heart?" he asked raggedly.
"You haven't, Gideon." She managed to smile. "I'm happy for you. You're moving on. I did that ages ago."
He wanted to call her on it, wanted to say bullshit.
But she came to him and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm glad for you, baby. Now go on. Get out of here ... you've got work to do, right?"
"Right." Dully, he nodded. Turning away, he took a couple of steps, his legs numb, his chest feeling strangely empty.
He turned, heart leaping.
But she was staring out the window into the backyard. Without even looking at him, she said quietly, "I hope this makes you happy. You really deserve to be happy."
* * *
Moira waited until he was gone before she left the kitchen.
She waited until she was up the stairs before she breathed out a low, shaking sigh.
She waited until she was in her room before letting out the next shuddering breath, because it was almost a sob.
She waited until the door was locked before she sank down on the floor and began to cry.
They were low, soundless sobs, the cries of the brokenhearted.
Then why are you looking at me like I've broken your heart?
She'd done that to herself, over and over, as she'd pushed him away.
And this time, she'd done it permanently.
It was really over.CHAPTER 2
"If looks could kill, you'd be dead. I'd be dead. And Moira McKay would be arrested for the double homicide of two law enforcement officers."
Gideon didn't let himself look in the mirror hanging over the bar and he didn't let himself turn his head. He'd known Moira had entered the bar because the man working behind the counter would soon be her brother-in-law and Ian Campbell had never known a stranger — he'd greeted her with a loud shout and a threat to feed her himself if she didn't sit herself down and eat.
The words had been delivered in a laughing tone, still thick with the music of Scotland. Whether or not Moira had eaten much, Gideon had no idea.
Because he wouldn't let himself look at her.
It had been six weeks.
They didn't speak outside the ongoing investigation. Somebody had set out to kill her brother Brannon. The same somebody had been stalking Hannah, the woman Brannon would soon marry.
Their most likely culprit hadn't been all that likely in the end and it wasn't like as though they could question him because the man was dead. Gideon had to give Senator Henry Roberts credit. He'd found one of the more unusual methods of suicide that Gideon had ever experienced or even heard of.
Death by anaphylactic shock — he'd been allergic to seafood and he'd requested a fish sandwich while waiting inside Gideon's jail. The officers hadn't known.
Still, it knocked the senator off the list because the problems hadn't ended with Roberts' death — they'd only gotten worse.
The one moderately bright spot in this was that he really didn't have much reason to talk to Moira. They were taking great pains to avoid each other and that had made it almost easy to pretend she wasn't the biggest part of his world.
Except for the fact that she was. At night, he felt the ghost of her presence and the memory of her hovered everywhere.
Even between him and the woman at his side, the ever-efficient and extremely beautiful Maris Cordell. Sensing that Maris was waiting for a response, he looked over at her and shrugged. "Good thing for us both that looks can't kill then, huh?" Maris studied him for a minute and then leaned in closer, so close, he could breathe in the scent of orange blossom on her hair.
He found himself wishing it was lavender and vanilla, and he hated himself a moment later.
There were times when he could go without thinking about Moira every spare moment he had. Sometimes even most of a day would pass — most, but never all. Not yet. But even the other day, when he had lunch free, his instinct wasn't to try to hunt Moira down just to talk for a while. It had been to call Maris and see if she wanted to grab a bite.
He liked to think it was progress.
Then he had a night like last night, when he woke up at two in the morning, twisted in his sheets, the taste of Moira heavy on his tongue and the sound of her moans echoing in his ear.
"I was thinking ..." Maris leaned closer, her breasts pressing into his arm.
"Yeah?" He smiled at her. "Why do you want to do that? I thought we were here to shut down our brains and not think."
"Ha, ha." She pressed her mouth to his ear.
Gideon closed his eyes. Made himself think about what she was doing, where her hand had settled on his thigh. If he thought about it — if he focused, he knew she could get him worked up.
"What do you say we take off this weekend? Just us? We could go down to Biloxi or maybe even head to New Orleans. Stay up all night, sleep in all day ..." She sighed, and the caress of her warm breath along his nape was pleasant. "What do you think?"
He thought that it had been a while since he'd taken any personal time.
He thought that maybe it wouldn't completely suck if he took some time off.
He thought that maybe it wouldn't even be a bad idea to take some time with Maris.
Turning his head, he went to ask her a question and she stopped him with a single, slow kiss.
Content to sit back and let her control the kiss, he was breathing heavier when she pulled back and smiled at him, her hazel eyes glowing. "Is that a yes?"
A few days away from McKay's Treasure. Where he wouldn't brace himself every time he was in town, every time the phone rang, every time he left his damn house. A few days where he could focus on Maris and maybe convince himself he could be happy with her.
"Yeah." He hooked his fingers in the vee of her sweater and tugged her mouth back to his. "Maybe that's not a bad idea at all."
* * *
"Moira, that's gotta be a punch in the face."
At the sound of that low, ugly voice, Moira tensed. She did indeed fell like she'd been punched. Not in the face, but in the heart.
Slowly, she looked away from the man she was sitting with and looked over at the one who'd chosen just that moment to pause by the table where she was sitting in Treasure Island, a petty, vindictive smile on his face. "Hello, Joe," she said calmly before looking back at Charles.
Charles, her ex-husband, nowhere else.
He was the safest place to look, because he was the only one who wasn't surreptitiously studying her and trying to gauge her reaction to what was going on at the bar.
Okay, that wasn't true. Joe Fletcher seemed more interested in her reaction. And the couple at the bar was more interested in each other.
The couple at the bar.
Gideon Marshall and Maris Cordell. Maris, a pretty, confident county sheriff's deputy with her Gideon.
No, Moira told herself. Not mine. He's not mine and hasn't been for a long time. But in her heart, she knew she lied.
"Wonder if they'll be tying the knot soon too. A lot of that going around."
A disgusted snort came from a booth across from Moira's and the man there looked up at Joe. "Hey, Fletcher, how about you taking our order instead of gossiping?"
Joe's face went an ugly red, but his expression smoothed a moment later. "Why, absolutely, Judge Steele. I'm just trying to be friendly, that's all. The boss is always is getting on me 'bout that, ya know."
"You wouldn't know friendly if it bit you on the arse," Charles said, his voice chilly.
Whatever Joe's retort might have been was interrupted as Morgan, one of the co-managers at the pub, appeared, all smiles. "Everything okay over here?"
Her smile was all friendly competence. Her eyes matched. But Moira knew the other woman well enough to see the warning in her eyes when she looked Joe.
"Everything is just fine," Joe said as he turned to take the Steeles' order.
A few moments later, once Joe had disappeared into the back of the kitchen and once Moira had torn her gaze from Gideon's back, Charles reached over and brushed his fingers across her hand.
The soft, cultured tones of Charles Hurst, her former husband, grated on her ears, but Moira looked up, a blank expression her face. "What?"
He angled his head toward the bar at the couple sitting there, heads pressed together, talking quietly. "I'm sorry. I know you ..." He shrugged and smoothed down his tie. "Well, clearly you still have feelings for him."
She opened her mouth to lie, the words practiced and well-rehearsed. After all, it had been eighteen years. Six months. And three weeks, she thought after a quick mental calculation. Plenty long enough for her to have gotten over him.
Then she looked at Charles, the man she'd been married to. Funny. She'd actually shared a name and a bed with this guy, but she'd never hurt over him the way she hurt over Gideon.
At the time, she'd thought she could be content with him. They'd had a lot in common and he'd made her feel a little less ... lonely. Not happy, exactly, but happy was something Moira had denied herself for a long time.
They'd been compatible, though. More, she'd hoped that maybe if he was with her, then the next time Gideon wondered back through town, he'd see her and realize she hadn't changed her mind. They were over. He'd just ... let it go.
He would go.
And he had, for a while.
Then he'd come back.
He'd come back, and she'd divorced Charles, and still she'd had to hold herself away from him.
It had taken her no time to get over the man she'd married, but the boy she'd loved twenty years ago ... she still wasn't over him.
Aware that Charles was still watching her, she managed a quick smile. "It just wasn't meant to be." She shrugged, tried to pretend it didn't matter, that it wasn't a knife in her heart to see Gideon Marshall with another woman.
Then they moved.
Like the air currents shifted and something whispered to her and she couldn't make herself not look — she had to look, and when she did, she saw that Gideon and Maris were leaving. Walking out of the pub, her hand in his, the two of them talking softly. Gideon's eyes, ever watchful, skimmed the crowd and for a moment, just briefly, he saw her.
Moira stiffened as their eyes connected.
He smiled impersonally and nodded.
Her heart thumped, cried pitifully.
He's mine ...
Then they passed out of her line of sight.
"Just like we weren't meant to be?"
Charles' question brought her gaze back around, and she found herself staring into his soft, beautiful eyes.
"I ..." She laughed and reached for her wine. "Charles, you and I made much better business partners than lovers. You know that."
"I know that I miss you." He covered her hand with his after she put the wine down.
Moira stilled, staring at the elegant, long-fingered hand covering hers. His touch was confident, his voice calm. He'd been a good lover. An uninventive one, but satisfying. Definitely better than being alone, she thought absently.
When he took her hand, she let him and brought her gaze up to study him.
But whatever he was going to say was interrupted by the loud, jovial sounds of Judge "Rudy" Rutledge. "I hear we're having a wedding ... or two!"
He dropped down into the seat next to Moira, his round face redder than normal. It got that way in the summer and when he was drinking. As it was coming up on December, Moira suspected the clear liquid in his glass wasn't water.
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Gideon Marshall is the police chief of McKay’s Treasure. Bad things have been happening to the one of the most influential families, the McKays. He’s hitting his head against the wall as more and more danger keeps happening to them. When Moira McKay is attacked when he’s out of town, he feels responsible. The only problem is that Moira is the woman who long ago shattered his heart and he never quite got over her. He just doesn’t know how much longer he can be around her. Moira knows that Gideon is about done with her, but her brush with death has her finally getting over her self-imposed life of loneliness and misery. Now she just hopes it’s not too late as everything she and her siblings have worked hard for get destroyed. As with the other two books in this series, I absolutely loved it. After reading the other two books,I couldn’t wait to see how it finished and I wasn’t disappointed. My heart seemed to break over and over for Gideon and Moira. I was happy that Moira was able to get over her guilt so she can try to find happiness before it’s too late. I highly recommend this book and this entire series. **I voluntarily read and reviewed this book
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Needed a lot better proofing. Many errors.
The Right Kind of Trouble is the satisfying ending to the McKay series and tells the story of oldest sister Moira McKay and Gideon Marshall. The story opens twenty years in the past with Moira learning that her parents have died, after a big fight about her relationship with Gideon. She decides to step up and take over the family business and raise her little brother and sister. She and Gideon break up and he joins the Army, leaving her alone for the foreseeable future. In the Meantime, Moira marries, divorces and decides to give up on romance all together. Gideon returns to McKay's Treasure to serve as it's sheriff and renew ties to Moira. She rejects him over and over again and he decides to move on. She changes her mind when she has a brush with death and must persuade Gideon to give her another chance. Will Moira get her happy ending? I am a sucker for a second chance romance, but I was frustrated by how stubborn Moira was through the series. I loved Gideon and was very happy with how things worked out. If you like a sexy southern romance combined with a intriguing suspense, this is the book for you! This can be read as a stand alone, but I recommend that it be read as the third of the series. It makes the ending much more satisfying. I was given a free copy for an honest review.
THE RIGHT KIND OF TROUBLE is the third and final? instalment in Shiloh Walker’s contemporary, adult THE McKAYS romantic, suspense series focusing on the McKay siblings of McKay’s Treasure. This is police chief Gideon Marshall, and Moira McKay’s story line. THE RIGHT KIND OF TROUBLE can be read as a stand alone but I recommend reading the books in order as there is a continuing story line running throughout the series. Told from several third person points of view THE RIGHT KIND OF TROUBLE focuses on the search for the person(s) responsible for the ongoing attacks against the McKay family, and the rebuilding of the relationship between Gideon Marshall, McKay’s Treasure police chief, and Moira McKay-the woman he has loved for most of his life. Eighteen years earlier Moira pushed way the only man that she would ever love following the death of her parents when Moira began both mother and father to her younger siblings, and in the ensuing years Gideon has struggled with his love for a woman who is unable to let go of the past. The push and pull, back and forth between our leading couple is a battle of the heart and the mind. Gideon is unaware of the reasons for Moira’s continuous cold shoulder, and our hero is ready to move on with someone else. When Moira is attacked by an unknown assailant the search is on for the person(s) hoping to destroy the entire McKay family. The relationship between Gideon and Moira is one of second chances. Moira’s acerbic personality does very little to endear this reader to her treatment of the man she claims to love. At every opportunity Moira’s bitterness and anger is directed at Gideon, and when our hero is willing to walk away leaving Moira to get on with her life, Moira’s jealousy begins to cast doubts on her true feelings for the man she continues to push away. Moira’s past is shrouded in heartbreak and pain, and she is having difficulty keeping her emotions in check. The $ex scenes are intimate and seductive. THE RIGHT KIND OF TROUBLE has a large ensemble cast of secondary and supporting characters including all of the previous story line couples; the local police department personnel, Moira’s ex husband, and a number of towns people questioned about the attacks against the McKay family. We are also introduced to dog breeder Zeke, a friend of police chief Gideon Marshall, and a man whose hatred for the McKay’s leads our heroine to start an investigation into her family history with long time residents of McKay’s Treasure. The world building continues to look at the investigation into the attacks against the McKay siblings. For one hundred and fifty years, the McKay family has worked and owned most of the town, and in the ensuing years rumors have spread about a buried treasure that seems to attract the ‘crazies’ and everyone who believes they have been wronged by the McKays. Sometime the least likely suspect is someone very close. THE RIGHT KIND OF TROUBLE is a fast paced story of mystery, suspense, romance and second chances. The premise is engaging and thrilling; the romance is passionate but challenging; the colourful characters are an eclectic mix of small town people, family and friendships. THE RIGHT KIND OF TROUBLE is a wonderful story about family; a fateful story about love; a passionate tale about how far some people will go when driven to desperation.
I received a free copy of this novel from the publisher via NetGalley in return for an honest review. Argh! Why doesn't NetGalley make it clear(er) when a book is part of a series? I picked this up and had no idea that it was the third in a series. Obviously I read it as a stand-alone but I would say this was quite difficult to read as a stand-alone, I would view it as the final part of a trilogy and there was a lot that I didn't really understand as a consequence. Moira McKay is the eldest of three siblings. Their family has been the leading family in McKay's Treasure (yep, that's the name of the town) for generations and they live in a big house called McKay's Ferry. Moira runs the multi-million dollar McKay business. Her brother Brannon is engaged to Hannah, a paramedic who is also expecting their baby. Her younger sister Neve is engaged to a Scot called Ian. Their parents died in a gruesome car accident when Moira was a teenager, Neve was in the car with them. Moira subsequently brought up her siblings with the help of the family retainer Ella Sue. The novel opens at McKay's Ferry at the party celebrating the two engagements. Moira is in the kitchen washing up and Gideon Marshall, local police chief, is talking to her. Apparently he has been in love with her for over 20 years but she has consistently pushed him away. Now Gideon has started dating one of the County Sheriff's deputies. Just as Gideon starts to try to move on with his life, Moira realises she has made a mistake by pushing Gideon away, but is it too late? This part of the novel didn't really work for me, or perhaps it is more accurate to say this didn't develop the way I was expecting from the blurb. Even when Moira explains why she pushed Gideon away it didn't really make much sense to me - maybe I missed something. Both Hannah and Neve have been targeted/attacked in the previous books, everyone thought the perpetrator had been discovered and was dead, but it seems he may have only been responsible for some of the things that happened. Someone seems to have a grudge against the McKays, in succession Moira is attacked and buildings they own are set on fire. It seems the attacker is looking for some buried treasure which he believes is rightfully his. I didn't really understand the interactions between the various historical characters and what actually happened - maybe this story was developed in one of the earlier books? Overall, I enjoyed the thriller aspect of this, there were a couple of potential suspects for the attacker and I thought Shiloh Walker did well to confuse matters enough to keep me guessing. I would recommend that readers read the previous books before this one as I felt I missed some of the nuances of the story.
I've enjoyed the first 2 books in The McKays series but will admit I'd wanted Moira and Gideon's story from the moment I met them both in the first book. I absolutely adore Shiloh Walker's romantic suspense novels and have to say she did a wonderful job with all 3 books in The McKay's series. I love a good second change romance story. I will say it pissed me off at how long Moira had pushed Gideon away, especially when it was obvious to everyone who knew them how much they loved each other. I get she felt guilty about her argument with her mom the night her parents died, but I didn't like she punished both herself and Gideon for so many years because of guilt. I loved that Moira and Gideon's chemistry had never really gone away, and once they were back as a couple, they had a hard time keeping their hands off each other. I adored the fact that we got to spend time with the other McKay siblings and their significant others in The Right Kind of Trouble. Yes I felt like the romance between Moira and Gideon was center stage overall, but without including Moira's siblings in the story, I don't feel like it would have been as strong. The mystery that started out in Headed for Trouble came to a head in The Right Kind of Trouble. I had my suspicions as to who was behind everything, and I was correct. However, I was completely off in my guess as to why this person was behind everything. I seriously love how Ms. Walker's mind works when it comes to the romantic suspense genre. She seems to always keep me guessing as to the reason, even when I've already figured out the bad guy. The Right Kind of Trouble was the perfect wrap up to The McKay's series. I really don't feel like The Right Kind of Trouble should be read as a stand-alone story, as to get the full effect of the story, you need to read the first 2 books in the series first. Ms. Walker gives her readers a beautiful second chance romance with a strong suspenseful mystery. Review copy provided by publisher
I do wish I had known this was the third book is the series and yes it can be read as a standalone, but I think I would have appreciated the story and plotline so much more having read the first two books. I do plan on going back and reading them. Without going into the backstory too much and staying with the two MC's Gideon and Moira who have had a long term, (huge understatement) they have a 20 year history with each other. Gideon is about done waiting for Moira. While Moira has been busy raising her siblings after their parents were killed, she now runs the family business. Their feelings for each other run long and deep. It's only when Gideon decides to try and move along a little bit, Moira wakes up and realizes that she really does want him and the story unfolds from there. I loved Gideon, he's steamy yet level headed. I liked Moira too, despite wanting to boot her at one point. The twist in here also is that the lives of both she and her sister are threatened and Gideon is determined to protect them at all costs. This was a well written book, the characters were fully fleshed out, the storyline was great, even though I hadn't read the others, I could surmise some of the backstory, but you do miss the subtleties not having read the other books. The balance between the suspense, love story and the family was perfect. The twists were spot on and the book was a smooth yet gripping read. Shiloh Walker wrote a great story here. **arc from NetGalley and St Martins Press Publisher** in exchange for an honest review
This is the third book in the McKay series. Gideon has been in love with Moira McKay for years and has finally decided to give up and move on. Someone is out to get the McKay family and Gideon plans to protect Moira until she is safe. The connection between Gideon and Moira is amazing. The story really takes hold and has you spellbound. This is a fast paced read with plenty of suspense as well. This was a great series and this an excellent read.
Finally we get the full story of Moira and Gideon! This is the third book in the series and I guess it could be read standalone but you may be left with a few questions. Gideon has loved Moira for almost 20 years and he hasn't kept it a secret. Although she has feelings for him as well she has kept him at arms length after a vicious attack leaves her distrusting all men. Gideon has finally decided enough is enough and has decided to leave McKay's Treasure. This causes Moira to reevaluate her feelings and the way she's been treating Gideon. Is she too late?? When it appears that Moira and her family are once again the target of attacks, Gideon knows he can't walk away until he knows Moira is safe. Definitely a book I would recommend but I do think you should read this entire series in order.
This is the final installment in this series and it fills in the blanks that left us with questions after the first two books. Moira and Gideon have been in love since they were teenagers but spent the past 20 years pushing each other away. Finally Gideon has had enough and is going to leave once all the trouble and mystery is solved. This finally is the wake up call Moira needs to pull Gideon back into her life. That and she is attacked which sends Gideon over the edge and right to her side. Is there a treasure? What is the treasure? Who is causing chaos? **Received this book from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review**