Need You Tonight (Boys of the South #6) – Marquita Valentine


Title: Need You Tonight (Boys of the South #6)

Age Group: New Adult

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: October 20, 2014

Cover Designer: Sarah Hansen at Okay Creations



Book Description:

In small towns, dirty little secrets don’t remain secret for long…

Everyone loves Parker Morgan, especially the high society ladies who pay thousands for his time. Becoming a male escort hadn’t been something Parker wanted to do, but when his family needed money to survive, he compromised everything he believed in to make ends meet. But there are two things he refuses to do—one, be paid for sex. Two, let himself fall for his beautiful new neighbor. She’s too pure and

sweet for him. And that sadness in her eyes… he doesn’t want know the cause of it. He has too many problems of his own.

A war widow at only twenty-two, Brooklyn Reeves has lived a shadowed existence for two years. Desperate to start over, she moves to Forrestville, never dreaming her new neighbor would be so sexy—not that she wants a relationship of any kind with him. Besides, he’s completely hostile and rude anytime they run into one another. Unfortunately, he’s also her handyman, and she’s forced to repeatedly call on him when one thing after another goes wrong with her rental house.

Only, as spring turns to summer, Brooklyn begins to sees a new side to Parker—one that makes her reconsider her opinion of him. Sparks fly, igniting a hunger that neither of them can resist.

But are either of them prepared for the consequences, once Parker’s dirty little secret comes to light?

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Half expecting to run into Parker, I fly through the Piggly Wiggly like they are having a fire sale. I know he lives close to me, and since this is the only grocery store on this side of Forrestville, it stands to reason he would come here.

Unless he has a girlfriend or wife shopping and cooking for him. When we met, I didn’t bother to check his ring finger. Maybe I should have, then that could be reason number two for avoiding him.

Inwardly groaning, I know I shouldn’t have any reason for avoiding him. I shouldn’t be thinking of him at all.

After paying, I push the buggy over to the community board by the exit. It’s sectioned off in three parts—events, housing, and employment. I scan over the employment first—no reason to look at events, since I don’t have the extra money to go.

“Bartender, dog groomer, cake decorator,” I mutter to myself. Ugh. I have no experience with any of those positions. “Assistant office manager.” I perk up. This is something I can do. I have an associate degree in office management. “Call Rowan at 910-,” I grab the advertisement and immediately call her.

“Callahan’s Auto Repair.”

“Hi, I’d like to speak to Rowan, please.”

“This is she.”

“I’m calling about the assistant office manager’s position.” Name. Tell her your name. Gah. I’m so bad at this. “I’m Brooklyn Reeves, by the way.”

A slight pause. “How much experience do you have, Brooklyn?”

“Three years, and I have a degree in office management as well.”

“Awesome. You’re hired.”

My jaw drops. “Just like that?”

“I could really use the help.”

“Don’t you want to run a background check, or call my references? Make me pee in a cup?” Stop talking. The woman is giving you a job, you drunk possum.

Rowan snorts. “You can on one of your breaks, but I’m not touching it, and you have to bring your own cup.”

I let out a nervous laugh. “That’s okay. I was being a little uh…”


“Yes, excited,” I answer, thankful she’s given me a way out of my embarrassment. “So excited to start on—?”

“Tomorrow. Callahan’s is open Monday through Saturday. We can discuss your schedule and job duties when you come in. See you at eight.”

“Sounds great,” I manage to say before she hangs up.

Taking the advertisement, I shove it and my cell into my purse, a big smile blooming on my face. I goofy dance my way to the parking lot, bumping the buggy with my hip to keep it rolling.

“Oh yeah… who got the job, even after making a fool of herself?” I sing on the way, pausing when I get to my SUV. Looking at the window, I point at myself and my reflection does the same. “This girl got the job. That’s who. Break it down.”

A truck rolls up beside me, and butterflies form in my stomach as my face heats up and I try to be all nonchalant about my Taylor Swift Shake it Off dance style. Braden always said my parking lot victory dances were going to get me in trouble one day. Then again, he’d been the one to encourage me to do them in the first place. He’d been the one dancing right along with me.

The door opens, and who gets out? The man I’ve been dreading to run into, of course. Crap. Parker Morgan does shop here. Alone.

My smile falls, and I hurry to load my groceries so I don’t have to speak to him. Gosh, why did I have to buy so many things?

I toss the bags inside, one tipping over. Oranges bounce out, one by one, and I watch in horror as they roll right into a pair of boots.

Parker bends down, picking them up and holding them out. I can’t help, but stare at him as if he’s offering me the apple that did Adam and Eve in.

“Here you go,” he says, carefully placing them back into the buggy. He puts his hands into the pockets of his dark jeans and stares right back at me. “How is everything?” he asks.

“Fine.” Standard answer to a standard question. I don’t know why I thought our next meeting would be something more.

With my next breath, my body unfreezes. I start loading groceries again, but just as I turn around to grab another bag… there he is, taking a huge bag of charcoal from the bottom and hefting it over his shoulder like it weighs nothing.

His forearms flex, big hand gripping both side as he adjusts the bag, and my body flushes hot. He walks toward me and I back up, bumping into my car. Leaning over, he places the bag in the back, his body so close that his T-shirt brushes my arm.

“Thank you,” I murmur.

“You’re welcome,” he says, his voice equal parts soothing and arousing.

My breath hitches and my heart pounds.

Parker turns slightly, his golden-green gaze raking over me. His lips part and so do mine. I can see a smattering of freckles on his nose, just a few, but enough to make me want to melt, because it only adds to his looks.

He touches my arm. “I’m sorry about the way I spoke to you yesterday. I want to thank you for your,” He swallows, his strong throat working. Never in my life have I have been so mesmerized by the sight of a man swallowing. “Sacrifice. I can’t imagine what that must have been like to lose your husband.”

The mention of husband snaps right out of my lust-induced trance. “My what?” I say sharply.


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On the surface, twenty-two year old Cole Morgan is exactly what any girl would be proud to take home to meet her parents: He’s charming, intensely handsome and goal-oriented…Only he has some secrets of his own, which include provoking bar fights and a former drug-addict of a mother slowly wasting away in a medical facility.

At barely twenty, Violet Lynn is Country Music’s hottest star, until one night of partying gets out of control. Violet ends up in jail and on TMZ. Suddenly, she’s the girl least likely to be invited anywhere. Sick of the drama and keeping secrets, she runs away from the prying eyes of the paparazzi to her grandmother’s home in Forrestville, North Carolina.



Loose ends left loose for too long tend to strangle. Cole and Violet knew it wouldn’t be easy. They knew their relationship would take work. But when the press finds out about Violet Lynn’s newest boyfriend, they start digging. And when his past come to light, exposing all of his family’s secrets, their relationship begins to fray.

Country Music’s Golden Boy, Jaxon Hunter, has it all, except the girl that got away. What she saw, she really didn’t. What she thought happened, he allowed her to believe for reasons so insane that no one would ever have believed him if he had confessed. But now that everything’s out in the open, he’s going to do his damndest to convince her that he’s the only one for her.



For me, failure has never been an option, not with Everett Morgan controlling my entire career. But when my efforts to win back the girl who got away end up with me helping my rival, I concede defeat—and sneak away to a private island off the coast of South Carolina to lick my wounds.
Only I wasn’t counting on the seamstress for the band driving the getaway car. Or waking up the next day, with Bliss in my bed and a ring on her finger…and absolutely no memory of the wedding.
Bliss terrifies me while giving me hope that I can be more, that I can be this guy no one else can see but her. But I’m not sure who I want to be…except free.



Bully. Tormentor. Lover.
West Diaz has been all of these things to me.
After being gone for two years, he’s back, begging for my forgiveness. And not just my forgiveness… He wants more.
He wants… Me.



There’s only one place in the world Lacey Evans feels normal–the roller derby track. When she laces up her skates and fastens her helmet, she’d powerful and in charge. She knows exactly what to do and say. The rules are clear and penalties are given for those who don’t follow them. But in the real world, she’s far from powerful and in charge. She never knows exactly what to do or say For years, she counted on one person to be exactly who he said he was–her best friend, Wyatt Tanaka. Only she changed the rules on him, without any warning, and now she’s the one being punished.



Beau Montgomery is *not* the typical single dad for three reasons:

  1. He’s rich and famous.
  2. He needs a nanny, like yesterday.
  3. He has no idea if eight month old, Mia, is actually his daughter.

Only, number three doesn’t matter to him, because he’s determined to give up everything to be a standup dad, including racing, partying, and his favorite vice-women. Until that is, he’s invited to race in Monaco–a dream he’s always had. Now, all those things he’d sworn to give up are at his fingertips, including the very inconveniently hot nanny, Landry Basnight, who’s traveling with him.

 About the author:

New York Times Bestselling Author, Marquita Valentine, writes sexy heroes that make you swoon and sassy heroines that make you laugh. She’s the author of the bestselling contemporary romance series, Holland Springs, and the new adult romance series, Boys of the South.

Marquita met her husband aka Hot Builder at Sonic when they were in high school. She suggests this location to all of her single friends in search of a good man—and if that doesn’t work, they can console themselves with cheesy tatertots. She lives in North Carolina in a very, very small town with Hot Builder and their two children.


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