Catherine's career in Chicago is taking off and the handsome stormy-eyed stranger who recently rocked her world has becomedare she say it?her boyfriend. Dating a billionaire who's a god in the bedroom and a virtuoso in the kitchen definitely has its perks. But it's the unguarded, tender moments with William that stir Cat's heart and reawaken her appetite for love. A weekend trip to William's vineyard so he can face a painful loss puts their new relationship to the test. Complex and layered, William is at once passionate and sweet, but also prickly and guarded. He's promised openness, but it becomes immediately clear that Cat's version of honesty and his are as different as chardonnay and pinot noir. It's hard to fault William for his secretive ways when Cat knows she's holding back, too. As the attraction between them gets even hotter, Catherine and William must share all of their secrets before their relationship can truly begin. And little does Cat know how dangerous confronting their pasts will be.
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A SIP OF YOU
“You doing okay back there, Miss Kelly?” Anthony’s voice got my attention as I blinked out my window at the view of Chicago’s Northwest side. We were speeding up the Kennedy toward O’Hare. Traffic was light, and the big black SUV seemed to glide effortlessly in an open lane. I glanced down at my fingers entwined tightly in my lap, and loosed my white-knuckled grip.
“It’s Cat, Anthony.” I caught his smile in the rearview mirror. He hadn’t forgotten that I’d asked him to call me by my first name. In his small way, he was trying to take my mind off this trip and help me relax. He’d taken on an impossible job. I was nervous and giddy all at the same time.
“Of course, Miss Cat. We’ll be at the executive terminal in less than ten minutes.”
“Great.” But my voice sounded tinny and false. How had I gotten myself into this?
William. No one but William Maddox Lambourne could have convinced me to go back to California. Well, maybe Beckett could have, but not likely. I’d moved from Santa Cruz to Chicago barely nine months ago and I’d had no plans to go back. Ever. Until this morning, when William told me the incredible news that his brother, presumed dead for nearly twenty years, might be alive.
It was the stuff soap operas were made of and I still couldn’t quite get my head around it, but the look of desperation on William’s face had been achingly real. He’d only had to say the words come with me and I was lost. I would have done anything for him and when he’d added that he needed me at his side, which was a first, I knew I’d go. In that instant, my petty hang-ups about going back to California were set aside in favor of supporting William during whatever shit storm was brewing out west. So here I was.
William had sent Anthony to drive me to O’Hare and from there we were taking a private plane to California. Like everything else he did, William traveled in style. I, Catherine Kelly, connoisseur of cheap seats in coach, was about to fly on a billionaire’s private jet to his vineyard in Napa Valley. It seemed so utterly ridiculousbut it was so fabulously exciting too.
This entire day felt surreal. This morning I had woken up in William’s arms at The Peninsula Chicago after the best nightand the best sexof my life. Last night, when we’d come back together after our break-upa break-up that had totally leveled me and gutted me to my very centereverything had changed, and I was still riding high from our reunion. Images of my sexy striptease, William’s stormy eyes on me, and his hot mouth on my body were still very fresh in my head. I’d cried at the orgasm he’d given me. Yes, cried. I’d never felt anything as intense before and it had been fucking amazing.
And then there’d been the sweetness of sharing jelly beans, of talking for hours, which had been amazing too. Finally, William had started to open up to me and I felt closer to him now than I ever had. After everything I’d been through in the past few years, I never imagined I could feel this way about someone again. William and I had only known each other for a short time, and yet he’d already changed my world completely and I had fallen for him. Hard.