Playing For Keeps (Emerald Lake Billionaires 2)
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Authors: Leeanna Morgan
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PLAYING FOR KEEPS
Emerald Lake Billionaires, Book 2
by Leeanna Morgan
Copyright © 2016 Leeanna Morgan
Amazon Edition
ISBN
978-0-9941321-1-6
Published by Rogan Press
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http://www.leeannamorgan.com
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead, is co-incidental.
All rights reserved. Except as permitted under the US Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without prior permission of the author.
About this Book
Three billionaires, an emerald lake, and a lifetime's worth of happy endings.
For the last five years, Ryan Evans has been riding the wave of country music super-stardom. He has everything he’s ever wanted, more money than he knows what to do with, and a reputation that’s been shredded to a pulp.
With a crazy ex-wife on the loose, he heads to Montana to hide from the media frenzy that’s about to hit. But instead of finding blue skies that stretch into forever and more cows than people, he finds Sophie Elliott standing in the middle of a deserted road.
Sophie is in trouble. When Ryan finds her on the side of the road she has two choices – keep running or take a chance with a man who offers to solve her top two issues. She doesn’t need to think hard about her answer. With a drug company stalking her and a sexy man offering her more than she expects, it’s enough to make her scientific brain explode.
With more than his career at stake, Ryan has to convince Sophie that what they have is more real than anything either of them have known. But that means giving up a part of himself that he’s never shared with anyone, and he doesn’t know if either of them are ready for that. Especially when Sophie tells him the most deadliest secret of all.
Discover the magic of Emerald Lake in the second book in the Emerald Lake Billionaires series.
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Other Contemporary Romances by
Leeanna Morgan:
(All series are linked)
Emerald Lake Billionaires:
Book 1: Sealed with a Kiss
(Rachel and John)
Book 2: Playing for Keeps
(Sophie and Ryan)
Book 3: Crazy Love
(Holly and Daniel)
The Bridesmaids Club:
Book 1: All of Me
(Tess and Logan)
Book 2: Loving You
(Annie and Dylan)
Book 3: Head Over Heels
(Sally and Todd)
Book 4: Sweet on You
(Molly and Jacob)
The Protectors:
Book 1: Safe Haven
(Hayley and Tank)
Book 2: Just Breathe
(Kelly and Tanner)
Book 3: Always
(Mallory and Grant)
Book 4: The Promise
(Ashley and Matthew)
Montana Brides:
Book 1: Forever Dreams
(Gracie and Trent)
Book 2: Forever in Love
(Amy and Nathan)
Book 3: Forever After
(Nicky and Sam)
Book 4: Forever Wishes
(Erin and Jake)
Book 4.5 Forever Santa
(A Montana Brides Christmas Novella)
Book 5: Forever Cowboy
(Emily and Alex)
Book 6: Forever Together
(Kate and Dan)
Book 7: Forever and a Day
(Sarah and Jordan)
CHAPTER ONE
Ryan sat in his truck and watched the people on the sidewalk. Downtown Bozeman wasn’t exactly the center of the universe, but it was as close as he’d gotten in a long time. For the last four months he’d been building his dream house on the shores of Emerald Lake and hiding from a past he wasn’t proud of.
But that was all about to change. In ten minutes he’d be meeting his publicist, strategizing about the best way to deal with his crazy ex-wife and the media frenzy that was about to hit town.
Dorothy Patterson was nothing if not punctual. She strode along the sidewalk like the leader of a marching band; back straight, head high, and with the kind of serious expression that didn’t bode well for a good meeting.
Dorothy had made the journey from Nashville to Montana in record time. She had as much to lose as he did. If his ex-wife’s photos hit any of the publications she was threatening to use, they’d both be going down in flames.
He got out of his truck, shut the door, and prepared for one of the most important discussions of his life. By the time he made it inside Angel Wings Café, Dorothy had already found a table at the back of the room.
“You’re late,” Dorothy said with a forced smile. She looked like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth but underneath the girl next door veneer, there was a woman with a heart of steel. If anyone could get him out of the mess he was in, Dorothy could.
“I’ve been waiting in my truck. Have you spoken to her?”
“The only person Cindy is talking to is her lawyer. He called me four hours ago and told me her terms and conditions haven’t changed. She wants half of the royalties from the song you wrote when you were married. If you don’t pay her, she’s going to release the photos. Sit down. I’ve ordered coffee.”
Ryan wasn’t surprised to hear that his ex-wife hadn’t changed her mind. The only thing consistent about Cindy was that when she made up her mind she never changed it. “She’s not getting any royalties from the song. My lawyer has already spoken to her lawyer. There’s no way a judge will give her what she wants.”
Dorothy smiled at the waitress as she left their drinks on the table. She leaned forward, her blue eyes boring into his. “You can’t afford to let her release those photos. They’ll kill your career.”
“I divorced Cindy six years ago. She took half of what I owned then. There’s no way she’s going to get more money. If you can’t speak to Cindy, tell her lawyer that she won’t see another dime from me.”
Dorothy pulled a folder out of her bag. “I thought you’d say something like that. I’ve been working on a plan to salvage what we can of your reputation. Are you sure she hasn’t got more photos?”
“She sent me copies of all of them. They’re so out of focus that she’ll be lucky if anyone believes her.”
“It doesn’t matter what they believe. What matters is that they’ll be available for everyone to see. If Cindy can’t get her hands on the money she thinks is hers, she’ll take what she can. If that means destroying you in the process, she’ll do it.”
“She’s not that calculating.”
“I wouldn’t bet on it.” Dorothy turned the folder around and opened the cover. “Tell me what you think.”
Ryan started to read the document but didn’t get very far. Dorothy’s suggestions for combating his ex-wife’s demands were almost as bad as releasing the photos. “What do you mean, sing for a charity? I’m living in the middle of Montana, being hounded by my ex-wife, and you want me to give a charity concert?”
“I don’t care how you do it or where you do it, but you need to start generating some positive publicity. Hiding in Bozeman will only fuel speculation that you’re guilty and the photos are genuine.”
It was Ryan’s turn to lean forward. “They are true. I’d had too much to drink. I was twenty-one-years-old, and we’d been married for less than a year. I learned my lesson.”
“It looks as though Cindy did, too. She’s probably kicking herself that she didn’t take more.” Dorothy pointed to the list. “We need photos of you at your new house, with your clothes on and a tool belt around your waist. That will let people know that you’ve got more than a pretty...”
“I get the idea.”
“Let’s hope everyone else does, as well.”
Ryan didn’t bother looking for a smile on Dorothy’s face. He’d given up years ago believing that she actually had a sense of humor. He looked back at the list and frowned. Out of all the options she’d come up with, having his photo taken wearing a tool belt made the most sense.
He read the next bullet point on her list. “You’re not asking for much. I haven’t written any new material in the last six months. How do you expect me to write, produce and record an album in the next six months?”
“Your ex-wife was your inspiration for
Sad Time Coming
. It made you an overnight success. Use that same energy to produce your next number one hit. Maybe you could call it
Goodbye to Bad News
.”
This time, Ryan did look for a smile. Dorothy’s mouth was tilted at the corners. “And here I was, thinking you didn’t have a sense of humor.”
Dorothy’s smile disappeared. “I hide it well. Getting mad doesn’t achieve anything, but at least getting even makes you feel better. Cindy won’t be impressed if her threats make you another million dollars.”
“Especially if she can’t get her hands on any of it,” Ryan muttered.
He would have laughed at the next bullet point if it had been someone else’s life they were talking about. “What do you hope to achieve by setting me up with another woman? The only thing I need is a good lawyer and a plan to keep Cindy away from me.”
“A new girlfriend is my emergency option. After what happened with Cindy, you could be asking for trouble. But, after a lot of soul-searching, I believe it could be your saving grace.” She reached across the table and pulled another piece of paper from the back of the folder. “She would have to meet certain criteria. You can’t afford to make the same mistake twice.”
Ryan didn’t bother reading what Dorothy had put in front of him. There was no way he’d date another woman to make his publicist happy.
Dorothy sipped her coffee and watched him read the rest of the list. “You haven’t had a serious girlfriend since you left Cindy. If you’re not willing to do anything else, at least think about it. I might be a miracle worker, but I’m not Cupid.”
“I’m not paying you to be Cupid,” Ryan said. “I’m paying you to look after my career. I’ll take the list home and read it. If I have any questions, I’ll give you a call.”
“I’ll be in Bozeman until four o’clock this afternoon. I’ve got a meeting with your lawyer in half an hour. If there’s anything else you need to tell me, call me on my cell phone.” Dorothy put her coffee cup in the middle of the table and stood up. “If you hear anything from Cindy, call me straight away.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She passed Ryan her folder of notes. “At least promise me that you’ll read the other ideas. You’re not the first musician to be blackmailed by an ex-wife.”
Ryan didn’t bother replying.
Dorothy sighed. “Why do I get the feeling that as soon as you leave the café, you’re going to put my notes on the floor of your truck and leave them there?”
“I guess we’re both learning something new about each other. Cindy’s not going to get her hands on any of my money or ruin my reputation. I’ll read your ideas and let you know what I think.”