Meeting Jean Deaux

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I am Jean Deaux, a creature of the night, hunting in dark parking lots or outside French Quarter bars. 

I make problems disappear. Yet, I am vulnerable to the biggest challenge I have faced to date. 

A gorgeous spitfire, Camille, showing up at the most inopportune moments. 

She tries to poison me, follows me around as I try to take care of business, and breaks into my apartment when she assumes I am not home. 

She thinks she knows who she is dealing with, but she is sorely mistaken. 

It’s time for me to take her in hand before she gets me killed – or worse, bites off more than she can chew. 

This is book one of the Louisiana Loving series. Come enjoy the adventures of the Deaux siblings. 

Publisher’s Note: This contemporary romance includes themes of power exchange, sensual scenes, adult language and a healthy dose of humor.  



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The obsession begins 


“Camille? What are you doing here?” Belle Simar was shocked to see her fiancé’s baby sister when she answered the door. 

“I’ve come to break you out, honey. Grab your purse and come check out my sweet ride.” The younger girl favored her brother a lot. Both had dark hair and striking features. Their personalities were completely different, though. Camille still had a wicked, wild edge to her that Beau had long ago learned to tame in himself. 

The last thing Belle wanted to do was hang out with someone who could get her into even more trouble with her lover. She had recently run away from him, to protect him, of course, but it did not go over well. “I don’t think I should wander too far from home today. Beau is still a bit put out with me disappearing on him.” 

Camille had been prepared this time. Belle did not realize she was here at her brother’s own bidding. “I will pay you to watch over Belle for the next few weeks,” Beau had told his baby sister. “Keep her company, make sure she doesn’t try to take off on me again, and I’ll take care of your car note and rent for a few months. Just don’t let Belle know I hired you to watch her.” 

Whipping out her phone, Camille punched in her brother’s number and started talking. “No, I am not in any trouble. Jeeze, you need to stop thinking the worst about me, big brother. I am just wondering if you would mind if Belle and I hang out today, maybe catch a movie, do lunch, visit a few shops?” Smiling with his reply, the younger St. Pierre handed over her phone to Belle.  

“Go enjoy yourself, babe. I wish I could have stayed home to entertain you, but I have a lot of work to catch up on from our impromptu vacation. You have enough funds in your bank account to splurge. Not many men have to beg their fiancées to go out and spend money, but I am.” 

Less than an hour later, Belle was squirming in the leather seat of her future sister-in-law’s car. Camille drove like a maniac, changing lanes and cursing out anyone in her path. “Why the hell are you driving in the passing lane, asshole?” She flipped off a truck driver after having to slow down behind him. The angry driver started mirroring her rude gesture, and Belle wondered if she would survive this day.  

“I see you decided to keep the sports car. I was concerned you might not be able to maintain the insurance and monthly payments. Did you get a job?” 

“Kind of,” Camille said before speeding to beat a yellow light. Oncoming traffic blared their horns at her driving etiquette. Belle closed her eyes and braced herself, sure another car would hit them. When sudden impact did not follow, she peeked around.  

“Where exactly are we going, Camille?” 

“While I was house sitting Beau’s place, I could not help but notice you had a lot of literature about ghosts, psychics and the paranormal. Who knew New Orleans was so steeped in hauntings and spirits? You really should get a few books on vampires, too. I noticed that topic wasn’t covered in your collection.” 

“Beau asked you to house sit when we were gone?” 

“Asked me to? Well, technically, no, but a girl knows when to step in to help a family member out. Besides, I had fallen a little behind in my rent, so it was nice to have a place to hang out until I could get some cash to keep my landlord from bitching at me.” 

“Did Beau know you were house sitting for him?” 

“Probably not and I’d like to keep it that way, too. Here we are!” Camille proved parallel parking did not require a lot of effort if the driver used gravity to propel her vehicle to slide into the curb after a drastic right turn. 

“Voodoo Queen Marie?” Belle made no move to unfasten her seatbelt. This part of the city looked shady. She did not see Beau sanctioning any trips here. A drunk laid near the door of the small shop Camille was pointing at. Even through the closed windows of the car, the smell of urine and alcohol turned Belle’s stomach. “Why are we stopping here? I thought you said we were going to see a movie, get lunch, maybe visit the mall or something.” 

“Before you go thinking I misled my dear, overprotective brother,” Camille said, “I mentioned going to some shops when we talked to Beau.” 

“I’m pretty sure he did not think you meant Voodoo shops.” Her lover would pitch a fit if she even considered getting out of the car. Camille knew they were tempting fate, too. She just did not seem to care much. 

“I hear the lady who runs this place is a blood descendant of Marie Laveau. Even if we don’t get to have her read our palms, just think of the interesting things we will find in there. I think I saw a shrunken head hanging on the doorknob. 

“This is definitely not a wise thing to do, Camille. We should just head someplace to catch a bite. Camille! Where are you going? Come back here. Don’t leave me in this car by myself.” Belle eventually followed the younger girl inside. 

 “I couldn’t convince the lady to give us a reading today, Belle,” Camille announced as she appeared from behind a display of books on the supernatural. “I did find this book by Ann Rice about vampires and this other non-fiction book about where to look for real life vampires in the city.” 

“Vampires are not real-life, by their very nature.” Belle pointed out. “I’m not paying for those books, Camille, not from here, at least. Let’s get out of here. We can go to Barnes and Noble and I’ll get you a copy of every vampire book they stock.” 

“They won’t have the same authentic feel as these,” the younger girl insisted. “And you don’t need to pay for them. I’ve got cash, see.” The usually broke young lady pulled out a wad of twenties. Belle gasped and made her put the funds away before they attracted a pick pocket or worse. 

“Where did you get all that cash? What kind of job did you get, Camille?” Belle decided she needed to talk to Beau about helping his sister out so the younger girl did not try to earn money in a less than noble manner. “You should be saving that money for important things like your car payments and rent,” Belle lectured. 

“Both of those are up to date, worry wart. As a matter of fact, my current job will enable me to meet my financial responsibilities and still have funds for play. Come on. I still want to visit a few more paranormal shops before we eat.” 

In the days to follow, Camille St. Pierre became obsessed with the topic of vampires. She consumed everything she could find on the subject, from books, to movies, and finally on the internet. She was determined to prove the creatures existed. Living in New Orleans, Camille figured she had an advantage over others seeking the same goal. She found some kindred spirits on a website chatroom. With a checklist to guide her, she started her search. It was a stroke of luck that she noticed the moving vans across the street one evening. After a few days of observation, she figured fate had stepped in to help her reach her goal. 




Chapter One 


The first test 


Camille St. Pierre forced herself to move. Her feet seemed glued to the ground when she tried to head out on her mission. “Don’t back down now!” she ordered herself. “Nobody will believe you until you have evidence. They will all laugh in your face. You can do this. You will do this. With the right evidence in hand, your family and friends will have to take you seriously this time.” 

With a sharp nod of determination, she picked up the casserole dish and headed to her new neighbor’s house. Midway there, she started to turn around so she could scurry back to safety. It took another self-affirming lecture to make her see her plans through. Walking faster this time, Camille found herself at the front door of her new neighbor faster then she hoped. Her hand fought against the order to knock. Steeling her nerve, she opted to ring the doorbell and forge ahead before she could totally chicken out. 

The sun was setting in the background as someone peeked through a nearby window. The house was clouded in shadows, giving it a surreal feeling and playing havoc on her nerves. The front door slowly inched open and one pale blue eye spied at her. “Is there a problem?” 

So much for a warm welcome, Camille told herself. The man’s voice was gruff and unfriendly, as if he was not pleased with her intrusion. She wanted to drop the glass dish and run for her life, but she had come too far to give up now. “Welcome to the neighborhood.” She forced a smile and held out her food offering. 

The eye studying her had a dark ring around the pupil. Her father had raised racing pigeons when she was a child. She remembered Daddy explaining that eye trait was an indicator of superior vision. Flying creatures needed keen vision to navigate. Camille had her suspicions about this man. If she was right, he was a creature of prey, and those eyes would help him hone in on victims. The door suddenly closed, and Camille felt her heart drop. After all that worrying about what might happen when she tested him, he would not even give her a chance? Now what was she supposed to do?  

The sound of a safety chain sliding against metal told her he might not be slamming the door in her face just yet. Sure enough, the door slowly inched open to reveal a dark room. “Come inside,” the male voice coaxed. Run, her brain warned. With a deep breath of resignation, she stepped inside and heard the front door close behind her, like the seal on a crypt. A small lamp was switched on and it took several moments for her eyes to adjust to the new surroundings. The room was bare, save for one desk with a computer and chair. Nothing hung on the walls. The floor was bare, too. Not even a mirror offered relief from the stark area. 

Slowly turning, she found herself looking at the most attractive man she had ever seen. He was well over six-feet tall. The paleness of his face suggested he was in some serious need of protein. Dark reddish hair hung around his shoulders and a matching beard and mustache covered much of his face. His lips were oddly red and her eyes locked on them, mesmerizing her for a moment.  

When he spoke, she jumped and almost dropped her glass container. “Do I have something on my face? You are staring.” 

Camille’s face reddened and she looked around for a place to put down her casserole dish. The desk seemed to be the only place available. “Sorry for staring. I’ve never gotten a good look at you before. Since you moved in last week, I have yet to have a chance to come over and introduce myself. We seem to keep different hours. My name is Camille, by the way. I’m a school teacher at one of the local elementary schools.” 

“Jean,” he said, offering his hand. She reached out reluctantly to grasp it. The moment her fingers disappeared into the large palm of his, she felt trapped. This man had powerful hands and a strong grip. If she wanted to pull away, she doubted she would be able to escape if he decided not to let go. 

“Hello, Jean. Welcome to Magnolia Ridge. If you were looking for a nice, quiet place to live, you picked the right area. Most of the people who live here keep to themselves, and we hardly have any crime to worry about. In fact, a lot of people don’t even bother to lock their doors.”  

Hell, why did she tell him that, Camille cursed herself. If this guy was what she feared, the last thing she needed to do was tell him how easy it would be to victimize people around the neighborhood. “Cops patrol the area all the time,” she rushed to add. “And there are lots of nosy old people who keep track of who comes and goes.” Her voice sounded dry. Coming here may not have been the best plan of action on her part. There were other ways to prove if this man was the monster she feared. Putting herself at his mercy, alone in his lair, was a foolish idea which might prove fatal. 

“I notice you seem to stick close to home during the day. Do you work night shift by any chance?” Did she sound as scared as she felt? Probably, because the sexy man was studying her as if unsure of what to make of her. 

“I only go out at night,” he told her, letting go of her hand to lift up the lid of the dish she had set onto his table. “Steak? Medium rare, if I am not mistaken. My favorite,” he offered. “What a unique dish to bring someone new to the neighborhood.” 

“They had a special on T-bones at the grocery store. There are some roasted potatoes in there, too. I hope you enjoy the meal.” 

“Why don’t you join me? The portion is quite large.” Jean’s large hands gathered the dish and lid. He started for a room deeper inside.  

Camille’s eyes darted to the exit and back toward where her host was disappearing. “Oh, I’m not that hungry at the moment. I really should be going back to my place. Er, I have lots of papers to grade and lesson plans to finish up.” She stopped jabbering when he turned to study her. Then she rushed on with her words, hoping to appear more normal. “I fixed the steak especially for you. I know you are probably heading out soon. Don’t you usually leave home around this time every night?” 

“So, it’s not just old people who keep track of who comes and goes around the neighborhood.” His blue eyes seemed to be peering into her soul now, seeing her hidden agenda, trying to get her to show her hand. “There is nothing in this wonderful meal which might harm someone, is there, Camille?” His tone was mocking now. 

How did he know? Could she run for the door and escape before he caught her? Definitely not, she realized. It was too late to back down now. “Are you afraid I put some kind of poison in the food?” She gave a dry chuckle. “There is nothing in there which would cause a human injury.” Extra emphasis was put on the word human. There it was, out in the open. Let the stalemate begin, Camille crossed her arms in front of her and headed to where he stood. “I’d love a bite before I head back to handle the tons of homework facing me tonight. Is your kitchen this way?” 

“To your left,” Jean directed. He turned on the light over the table. Two of the four bulbs where out. Creatures of the night preferred the darkness, Camille reminded herself. “Have a seat, Camille. I’ll get us some utensils.” 

When his back was turned, she studied the exits carefully. There was a back door near the far wall. She took the wooden chair closest to it just in case she needed to make a quick escape. Jean joined her, sitting right beside her. Their legs touched and she felt his heat warm her. Don’t look in his eyes, she ordered herself. Those eyes were hypnotic. She needed to be on full alert when things went south. “Shall I’ll take the first bite?” she offered. “Just so I can prove there isn’t anything a human can’t ingest in here.” 

Jean cut a piece of the meat and forked it up to feed her. There was something incredibly sexy about the arrogant way he moved. “You keep saying the word human as if it’s some secret qualifier, Camille.” There was a slight mocking in his tone. 

He was trying to appear innocent, but Camille was not falling for it. Her teeth scraped across the metal of the fork when she accepted the offer of meat. “Delicious. Have a bite, Jean.” His eyes watched her mouth with fascination, and she fought the urge to run.  

She watched him cut into the meat again, exposing the red center, liquid seeping out, promising a juicy treat. Camille’s eyes locked on his lips as he started chewing. They were almost ruby in color, and his square jaw barely moved as he consumed the rare meat. A bit of juice slipped between his lips and disappeared into his beard. Would he have a reaction? How soon would it occur if he did?  

While her studies had taught her vampires and garlic did not mix, there was no explanation on what would happen if one ate some. There was no doubt Jean’s piece of meat contained garlic. She had saturated the entire T-bone in it. Nothing seemed to be happening. He murmured something about the interesting seasoning before offering her another bite. What if she had been totally wrong about her new neighbor? All this time she had been so sure he was a member of the undead.  

Not to brag, but Camille considered herself quite the expert on the subject. She had read every vampire novel on the market, gone on lots of vampire tours in New Orleans and seen the Twilight movies two times each. Jean had all the markings of a real vampire. Damn it, he only came out at night. He had a seductive allure which made it impossible to ignore his presence. His house was dark and shadowy. How could he not be a vampire? 

He took another large bite and gave her a sexy smile. Camille’s pulse started racing. If Jean was no blood sucking fiend, she might just consider starting a relationship with him. She almost started to ask what his plans were for the weekend when it happened. Jean stopped chewing and started reaching for his throat. Suddenly, he seemed to be choking or having some type of trouble breathing. 

“What did you use to season this meat?” He gasped, getting up and heading to the refrigerator to rummage inside.  

“The usual,” she said, inching toward the door, “salt, pepper, chili powder and garlic. I really need to go now. Like I said before, I have tons of homework to take care of…” She managed to unlock the back door and was heading out when she saw him take a syringe out and jam it into his thigh. 

The deadly look on his face stopped her from hesitating with her escape. He gave her a look which suggested he knew she had tried to get him to have an allergic reaction tonight. No doubt about it, the very notion had pissed him off a lot. Making out his words was difficult because his tongue seemed to be swollen, but she thought he might have called her a psycho brat who needed to be beaten. 

Back at her house, she grabbed her bottle of holy water and started sprinkling it around every doorway and window of her apartment. She dared not spy out of the window to see if her vampire was trying to locate her. Grabbing her laptop and bag of test papers to grade, she rushed into her bedroom and locked the door for added safety. 


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11 reviews for Meeting Jean Deaux

  1. Redrabbitt

    I always enjoy Ms. Ruby Caine%u2019s books and series, and the beginning of a new one had me laughing out loud many times. The story is a spin-off from The Spirits of River Oaks series, where we meet Beau St. Pierre and Belle Simar in the final book, Running From Her Fate (The Spirits of River Oaks Book 4.) Beau was responsible for raising his sisters, and that included the impetus and irresponsible, Camille.
    Camille and Belle will be out together in New Orleans and will go to a Voodoo shop, where Camille is fascinated with anything vampire. It becomes her new obsession, reading everything she can find and watching vampire movies, and even joining a vampire hunters chat room.
    A new neighbor, Jean Deaux, will move into the rental house across from Camille%u2019s apartment, but things about him are strange. He only comes out after dark and returns before daylight, and she gets it in her head, he is a vampire, and she is going to prove it to her chat friends that she has discovered one.
    The plot of the story will have Camille doing the most outlandish things to prove that Jean is truly a vampire. She will take him a medium rare steak dinner covered in garlic and observe him eating it, and when he has an allergic reaction, she believes she is on to something. She starts ticking off the criteria for a vampire and reporting it to those in the vampire chat room.
    Following him around and then learning people are attacked in that area, and even go missing to her is a clue. The more she does, the crazier it becomes, even trying to break into his home, while he is inside. He will punish her, and then they acquiesce to their physical attraction to each other. Jean has no clue as to what all goes on in Camille%u2019s mind; he sees that she is a natural submissive and she responds well to his dominance and control. Together they have great sexual chemistry and become hot and heavy together. Even her brother is ok with the relationship because he knows Camille needs dominance and guidance and Jean is providing it.
    But what happens when Camille is so caught up in her love affair with Jean, and busy with school that she quits posting on the vampire hunters chat room? After all the daily post and then nothing, several members became alarmed and decided that they must come to her rescue. What happens when they actually show up? Can Jean forgive her for believing he is really a vampire? Is that all she cared about, having a relationship with a mythical creature? You will just need to read and find out for yourself.

  2. Lillie322

    I voluntarily reviewed an advance reader copy of this book. Camille St. Pierre is looking for a vampire. What she finds is her new neighbor Jean Deaux. A dom, Jean is in town working, but he is also inadvertently checking off Camille’s list This little sub is hard to handle, but worth the work. Ruby Caine has never disappointed yet. Hand, belt

  3. Tami

    Meeting Jean Deaux is the first book of the Louisiana Loving series. It is also a spin-off from The Spirits of River Oaks series. You will meet some characters from this series in this book. The main characters in this book are Camille and Jean. Camille is obsessed with anything and everything vampire. When Jean moves into her neighborhood, Camille only sees him at night. To her it is clear that he is a vampire and she will do everything to prove that he is a creature of the night.

    I am completely and utterly in love with this book! Camille and Jean are great characters and they do have even greater chemistry. There were many scenes that made me laugh out loud – there is nothing that Camille wouldn’t do to prove that Jean is a vampire and the outcome is hilarious. Besides humor, there are spankings, witty dialogue and sensual intimate scenes. This is a book I will read again very soon.

  4. JigsawGirl

    I was amazed that Camille’s references for proving Jean a vampire came from every tv show, vampire movie, and book she could get her hands on.I

    They did have great chemistry. I suspect Beau was very glad when he could turn over responsibility for Camille to Jean. I

    An interesting beginning to a new series with a reference to Katrina’s Aftermath, and a couple of people from previous books. I hope Jean’s brother and their Secretary get their own book.

    I voluntarily read and reviewed the Advanced Reader Copy

  5. DONNA L

    5.0 out of 5 starsVampire Hunting
    ByDonna Lon March 19, 2018
    Format: Kindle Edition
    What an excellent start to a new series by this author.We read about
    Camille in the “Spirits Of River Oaks Series “.Camille is obsessed and
    convinced that her new neighbor is a vampire.Camille visits voodoo
    shops and joins a vampire chat room,after all her neighbor, Jean Deaux,
    only leaves his home at night and stays inside all day.Its not long before
    Camille finds herself in trouble for her detective work.Jean is not impressed
    with the spitfire who puts herself in danger while following him and snooping.
    Things hot up for Camille when Jean punishes her for her outlandish and
    dangerous behavior.Romance blooms but has Camille gone too far,will Gene
    forgive her.The plot includes crazy chat room followers,break and enters,
    spiked food,a determined detective,romance,hot sex and spankings.The
    surprises kept popping up with twist and turns around every corner tantalizing
    us with what Camille would get up to next.This is a unique,charming,comical
    entertaining book and I look forward to the next book in this series.

  6. Hope W

    What a great start to a new series! The storyline is fun and entertaining while the characters have great chemistry. The author had me giggling throughout most of the book with Camille and her antics as she tried to prove she found a “real vampire.” As for Jean, a Dom, he is fun to watch as he tries to protect Camille from herself and her dangerous behavior, which can definitely be a challenge. Wow, does he have his hands full! Come read and enjoy this wonderful book that has love, great sex scenes, wonderful characters, twists and turns throughout the story, plenty of spankings, and even more laughs. I recommend this book for a great night’s read. What a great success! I voluntarily received an arc copy of this book.

  7. Penny Gwen

    Camille%u2019s new neighbor, Jean, is incredibly hot and has mesmerizing eyes. He only comes out at night and people have disappeared from places he has visited. She thinks she knows what she is dealing with, but Jean has other plans.

  8. Carla Frantz

    Loved this book! Camille had me in this book with a huge smile on my face. Jean was super sexy. Loved the suspense as well and the DD%u2026excellent!

  9. charlotte Huelsemann

    Meeting Jean Deaux Louisianna loving book one By Ruby caine

    I enjoy this author and have read many of her books. This book seemed familiar to me and I found out it is a spin off. Beau has a big job raising his sisters. Camille seems to be the hardest one to raise. She believes In vampires and is in a vampire chat room. She believes her handsome neighbor is a vampire. This story is funny in many places and ridiculous in some but the story line is good and I enjoyed it very much. You do not have to read the The spriits of River Oaks to know who is who in this book but I enjoyed them too. This author has never let me down.

  10. susan landowski

    Hilarious! Love a story that can make one laugh. Lots of antics, hot chemistry, spanking and a hot hot Alpha male to boot. ALl the characters have great personalities and can’t read the stories of the secondary characters. Please read as you will be laughing the entire time and this is a quick enjoyable read.

  11. Sam

    Camille is such a fun (possibly crazy) person. Her antics kept me entertained throughout the book. Jean will have his hands full as he tries to build a relationship with Camille.

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