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    Caviar Dreams: The Prequel Novella to Champagne Life
    Caviar Dreams: The Prequel Novella to Champagne Life
    Caviar Dreams: The Prequel Novella to Champagne Life
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    Caviar Dreams: The Prequel Novella to Champagne Life

    By Nicole Bradshaw

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    Caviar Dreams tells the tale of one woman’s search for love, though she usually lusts for a life of luxury—but this time maybe she’ll try lowering her standards, just a bit.

    Naomi’s boyfriend may have a great job and buy her nice things, but she’s tired of his cheating ways. For once she wants to find a nice guy, regardless of how much money he makes. When her best friend suggests a girl’s weekend in the Bahamas, she’s game. Maybe she’ll even find a hot Bahamian guy that will treat her the way she deserves. But can she really handle the fact that the perfect guy she meets is a waiter?

    DeShaun is a hardworking server at an island resort. He has been in love with the same girl for years so he’s completely devastated when he finds out she’s cheating on him. That’s it! He’s taking a break from relationships.

    His best friend tells him that he met two American beauties that are looking for weekend fun. What could be the harm in a good time with no strings attached?

    What happens when two people from different worlds—and countries—believe they want one thing in a relationship but end up finding another? In the prequel, Caviar Dreams, find out how Naomi and DeShaun first meet and do not fall in love. Then check out how their relationship turns steamy and ends up in murder in the thrilling novel, Champagne Life.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherStrebor Books
    Release dateNov 5, 2013
    ISBN9781476746296
    Caviar Dreams: The Prequel Novella to Champagne Life
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    Nicole Bradshaw

    Nicole Bradshaw has written a historical novel for young readers titled Unsinkable, which details a fictitious day-by-day account of the only black family on the Titanic. She is also the author of Caviar Dreams, A Bond Broken, and Champagne Life. Bradshaw currently resides in Freeport, Bahamas, with her husband and three children.

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      Caviar Dreams - Nicole Bradshaw

      Naomi

      I took a step off the plane. As soon as I hit the airstairs, the sun’s rays burst through my dark shades, exposing its radiance. I shielded my face with my hand. The warmth felt good against my skin, in contrast to the forty-five degree weather I left behind in Philly.

      Why does it have to be so sunny? Laeticia, my best friend since fourth grade, reached inside her way-too-much money, oversized designer bag and pulled out her sunglasses.

      That’s because we’re in the Bahamas, I told her.

      She lifted her head to the sun, and in movie star mode, carefully placed the sunglasses on her face. She reached up, tucked a small section of her weave behind her left ear and said, You ready, Naomi, girl, ‘cause I sure enough am.

      I laughed. Look out Bahamas. Here comes Laeticia The Superstar. Shall I call the paparazzi and let them know we’ve landed?

      That’s right, she said with a smirk. She reached into her bag and pulled out a floppy sun hat. She jammed the hat so far down on her head, she covered up the entire top half of her face. The hat combined with the glasses really made her look like a star now. I do not play when it comes to getting sunburned, she said slathering on greasy sun block all over her exposed arms. That’s how Bob Marley died, you know? She worked the white creamy glop into her hands, in between each finger. My auntie Gertrude got skin cancer, too. Black may not crack, but it does burn, especially us light-skinded folks. She looked me up and down and thrust the sunscreen tube in my face. That’s why you may need this. Sure you don’t want none?

      I put mine on already. And would you stop talking like that?

      Like what?

      "Light skin-ded, I said. All the way over here, you kept talking about what you seent and what you be like. Why are you talking like that? You’re a grown woman speaking Ebonics. I hate that!"

      Laeticia was twenty-eight, a year older than me, but from the way she acted, you wouldn’t know it. She graduated from Texas A & M with a degree in Marketing and was one of the smartest women I knew. She worked for one of the largest medical insurance companies on the east coast and was going to law school in the fall. This was precisely why I couldn’t figure out why she insisted on speaking like she was a day out of the hood.

      Girl, please. I done heard you talk like this all the way down here, so shut up.

      Oh, no you didn’t. I grinned. You done never hurt that mess comin’ from me.

      She laughed and smacked my shoulder.

      I was finishing my degree in Finance (one semester left) at Temple University. I planned to apply to Wells Fargo for a Business Analyst position in the fall. I couldn’t wait to finally kiss my crappy customer service job goodbye.

      You got anymore of those cookies you baked? Ticia asked. I’m hungry as hell but I wasn’t about to pay extra for that nasty plane food. Did you smell that fried chicken that chick brought on the plane?

      I think the whole plane smelled it. I reached into my purse

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