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Winter's Bite: A Billionaire Romance: The Winter Billionaires - Andrew, #2
Winter's Bite: A Billionaire Romance: The Winter Billionaires - Andrew, #2
Winter's Bite: A Billionaire Romance: The Winter Billionaires - Andrew, #2
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Andrew Winter brought a whole new meaning of heat to summer in Key West

The sexy as sin billionaire bad boy was enough to drive any woman crazy, and Nicole was no exception. Even the promise of a lost Spanish galleon full of treasure wasn't enough to take her mind off of him for long. But the arrival of old family friends with a gorgeous daughter who had her sights set on Andrew reminded Nicole that her odds of finding the lost treasure were better than those of claiming her billionaire boss. Guys like Andrew didn't happen to women like her—not for more than a night or two, anyway. That was reality, and she just had to accept it.

But it seems that no one had bothered telling Andrew that.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 31, 2018
ISBN9781386438168
Winter's Bite: A Billionaire Romance: The Winter Billionaires - Andrew, #2

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    Winter's Bite - Olivia Blake

    WINTER’S BITE

    THE WINTER BILLIONAIRES – ANDREW

    PART TWO

    OLIVIA BLAKE

    Winter’s Fall

    Copyright © 20187 Olivia Blake

    Published by Pink Parts Press

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    This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Names, characters, places, businesses, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

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    Summary

    Andrew Winter brought a whole new meaning of heat to summer in Key West

    The sexy as sin billionaire bad boy was enough to drive any woman crazy, and Nicole was no exception. Even the promise of a lost Spanish galleon full of treasure wasn’t enough to take her mind off of him for long. But the arrival of old family friends with a gorgeous daughter who had her sights set on Andrew reminded Nicole that her odds of finding the lost treasure were better than those of claiming her billionaire boss. Guys like Andrew didn’t happen to women like her—not for more than a night or two, anyway. That was reality, and she just had to accept it.

    But it seems that no one had bothered telling Andrew that.

    TABLE OF CONTENTS

    Winter’s Bite

    Bonus Material

    Dark Bargains

    With One Word

    Lessons in Love

    About the Author

    Winter’s Bite

    NICOLE WAS STILL PUZZLING OVER THE PICTURES when she got the rest of her things put away, but her mind kept shying away from the obvious conclusion. It was simply too fantastic. Each time she went to the kitchen she pored over the photos looking for an alternative explanation. Lots of natural underwater formations could fool you into thinking they were something man-made. The more she looked at them, though, the more convinced she became that there was something there.

    Still, that did not mean it was the Notre Dame de Deliverance. The tropical storms and hurricanes endemic to southern Florida had claimed countless ships over hundreds of years. It could be any of a number of those which had remained undiscovered. But her dad had always been level-headed and practical and not given to self-delusion—except where her stepmother had been concerned, anyway. So far as she knew he had never been bitten by the treasure bug. Would he have assumed that it was the treasure ship without some sort of solid evidence to back it up?

    She started her laptop and pulled up a map of the coordinates on the photo, and then frowned as she studied it. There was nothing there. Reefs and other formations were abundant nearby, but the area was conspicuous for their absence. It didn’t make sense. Why would he have been diving there in the first place?

    A search on the ship itself only confused her more. The galleon had sunk in 1755 during a hurricane, twelve miles off the Marquesas Keys. The crew who escaped had been butchered and eaten by cannibal Indians on Matanca Key. Her eyes widened as she read through the long list of treasures the ship had carried. It wasn’t worth millions—it was worth billions. A salvage company had claimed to have discovered the wreck fifteen years earlier, but it had never been confirmed and they had never recovered anything from the wreck before giving up. What was even more strange was that the general location where they said they had found it was different than the location on the photos. They couldn’t both be right.

    But even assuming for a second—not that she believed it!—that Dad had found the true resting place of the lost galleon, why had he put the photos in her files? The time stamp on the pictures showed that they had been taken shortly after beginning his battle with the cancer that had claimed his life. Maybe he hadn’t had the opportunity to follow up on his discovery once he got sick?

    With a sigh of frustration she shut down her laptop. She could sit and speculate all day long and get no closer to any answers. Most likely the cancer medication had affected his mind and he’d been loopy, like rewriting his will to give Victoria sole ownership of Mick’s Lady and the dive shop. The only way she could find out for sure was to go to the coordinates he’d written down and check it out for herself, but even if she believed it she couldn’t afford to hire a boat to go out there. Hiring a normal charter would be a bad idea because diving in the middle of nowhere like that would raise questions she didn’t want to answer, and someone suspicious enough might go back to the site to check it out for themselves.

    There was no one she trusted enough to confide in or to partner with on this, and she had no resources to take it on by herself. Maybe once she got her feet back under her she could do something about it. After all, the wreck had been there for over two hundred fifty years; it wasn’t like it was going anywhere.

    She pulled her coffeepot out of a box only to realize she didn’t have any coffee. Not that she had much of anything else, either. She was going to have to use some of the money she’d earned as Andrew’s tour guide to go grocery shopping, although she hated having to spend anything. While he’d been nice enough to give her a place to stay, it was a very short term solution to her problem, and she was going to need every dime she could scrape up to get into something more permanent. The full weight of all the problems facing her came crashing down on her, and she rested her hands on the counter and bent her head in despair. She had to come up with a plan to get herself out of this mess.

    Lifting her head, she looked out through the window over the sink. It was too beautiful a day to waste it feeling sorry for herself. The back door of the mansion opened and Andrew emerged to sit on the patio with a cup of coffee. If she was really lucky there might be some left.

    He welcomed her with a smile that gave her butterflies. The man could pack more into a simple, open smile than most guys could manage with a whole night of come-ons.

    All moved in? he asked.

    Yes, thanks. Is there any of that left?

    Sure. Help yourself.

    She went inside, marveling again at the house. The place was simply amazing, and she couldn’t even imagine living there. Andrew seemed to take it as a matter of course, though, unfazed by its elegance and luxury. She wondered what his place in Houston was like, and decided it was probably nothing at all like this. Most likely it was a total bachelor pad, all man without any of the homey touches the mansion possessed. She imagined it was designed to his tastes and to discourage any woman he brought home from overstaying her welcome—which probably didn’t last much longer than sunrise.

    Guilt swept through her at the thought. She had no right to judge him, and he’d been nothing but nice to her. Even though he was clearly interested in her as a woman, he’d behaved like a gentleman and never tried to push her. Most of the men she’d gone out with could have taken lessons.

    She rejoined him on the patio and sat down to soak in the last of the morning. The large, tree-strewn yard was a tropical paradise bathed in golden sunshine and teeming with throngs of birds. As she sipped on her coffee the stress and anxiety slowly drained away.

    This is lovely, she said.

    Andrew nodded in agreement. I’m not going to want to go back to an apartment after this.

    Doesn’t have quite the same ambiance, huh?

    Not even close. Oh, you’re welcome to use the pool and such while you’re here. He pointed to a small building at the side of the house. There’s a hot tub in there.

    I promise to get out of your hair as soon as possible.

    Take your time, he replied with a shrug. You’re welcome to stay as long as I’m here.

    She started to thank him again, but his phone rang and he held up a finger.

    Yes? You’re kidding me. Well, what do you suggest I do? He frowned. That’s really helpful. No, I understand. You have a great day, too.

    The sarcasm in his voice made her wince.

    Fantastic, he growled as he put the phone back on the table.

    Is something wrong?

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