Worst Kept Secret

Worst Kept Secret

When Gabriella and Phillippe went on vacation to Anguilla,  neither expected elopement wasn’t one of the activities on their vacation to do list.

The four installment of The Good Girl series deals with the secrets.  A secret marriage…a secret inheritance…and a secret identity.  

Can Gabriella and Phillippe’s love survive the barrage of secrets he’s keeping from her?  Or will the reality of who he is, be too much for her?




I sipped more wine and braced my hands on the counter.  “Uncle Jimmy, you said you investigated Phillippe.”

“That's correct.”

“Are you still investigating him?”

He nodded.  “Yes.”

“I'm going to ask you a question, and I want you to be honest.”


I inhaled.  “Do you know what happened in Anguilla between me and Phillippe?”

He leaned back and folded his arms across the front of his chest.  “Are you asking if I know you're married?”

“I guess that answers my question.“



I was dreading this visit, but the guys were right.  The only person I could count on was Aunt Niki.

I got out of my truck and locked the door. Then I dragged my heavy feet up to the front door.  I rang the bell and said another prayer.

Suddenly, the iron and glass door opened, and standing in the doorway was the slightly older and sassier version of my wife.  Aunt Niki was fun.  She spoke her mind but she also scared the hell out of me.  Gabriella warned me about her aunt's temper.  She said Aunt Niki was fun, but she wouldn't hesitate to cut you, literally, if you hurt anyone she loved.  She sounded like an amped up version of Gabriella's mother. 

“Nephew…you've been a bad boy.” She smiled.  “Come on in.”  She stepped to the side and I walked past her.  She closed the door and I followed her into the living room.  “Have a seat.”

She sat on the sofa and I sat in the oversized club chair next to the sofa.  “Aunt Niki, I…”

She held her hand up.  “She's not here.”

“How did you…”

“Jerry and Jimmy told Vivi and me everything.”  She shook her head.  “Talk about stepping into a pile of…”


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