Millionaire's Calculated Baby Bid
Four Weeks Later.“Whose idea was it to install a kitchen in the office?” Tess York inquired, the words slightly muffled by a massive bite of eggs Benedict.
Olivia Winston flipped a yellow dish towel over her shoulder and walked her petite, though incredibly curvaceous, frame over to the table with the grace of a movie star. “Ah, that would be me.”
“Well, you’re a genius, kid.”
Beneath a rim of shaggy brown bangs, Olivia’s gold eyes sparkled. “This I know.”
Tess laughed at her partner’s mock display of arrogance, her long mass of red curls hopping about her back like marionettes. “All I want to know is where my mimosa is.”
“No drinking before ten o’clock.” Mary Kelley sat across from Tess, her wavy blond hair falling about her face as she absentmindedly drew ... read full excerpt from Millionaire's Calculated Baby Bid ebook
