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  Her first and only

  Loving and marrying Savannah Carrington came naturally to Edward Talbot. Thanks to his political ambitions, losing his stunning wife was all too easy, as well. Co-parenting their young daughter has been the silver lining in their divorce. Then Savannah surprisingly accepts Edward’s invitation to visit his family’s Bahamian bed-and-breakfast, and the sultry tropical breezes begin to rekindle their deep, passionate connection.

  He’s always been the man of her dreams—sexy, confident and charismatic. Savannah and little Chloe just needed more than Edward could give. With a successful new career in fashion design, she’s ready to move overseas. Yet from the Caribbean to London, Edward is in hot pursuit, reminding her how good they can be together. The stakes are higher than ever. And it may take the threat of losing everything to see just how wonderful love’s rewards can truly be...

  “He’s young and foolish,” she resolved.

  “Yes! He’s going to learn the hard way what it means to lose someone he loves. He’ll regret it for the rest of his life.”

  “You sound like an authority on the matter.”

  “I am.” He looked at her. “I lost you.”

  For a brief, uncomfortable moment, she was silent and he wished she would say something.

  “I think we both sort of lost each other,” she finally said.

  His fingertips brushed against her face and he moved closer, waiting for her to stop him but she didn’t. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders, pulled her into his chest. His nose gently touched hers, and then his lips kissed hers. She wrapped her arms around his waist, caressing his back. As the waves from the ocean crashed against the shore, his tongue danced against her mint-flavored mouth.

  He still loved her. He knew it, and so did the universe.

  Dear Reader,

  This is definitely a story about second chances and falling in love all over again. Edward is strong and arrogant, and Savannah is his complete opposite. But together they make one another whole. She’s always given in to Edward’s plans and taken a backseat to his political endeavors. However, she’s not giving in to Edward this time—it’s her time to shine.

  This time, she’s doing what makes her happy for a change. She needs to travel to London to finally make things right with her mother—the woman who abandoned her as a child. And she doesn’t expect anyone to understand, but if you grow up without a parent in your life, you understand that there’s a void that needs to be filled.

  Their breakup was hard, but there’s no doubt the two are still in love. Anyone could see that, but it isn’t until they make love on the beach in the Caribbean that the two figure it out. I hope you will enjoy Edward and Savannah’s sweet love story. You’ll also fall in love with Savannah’s eccentric mom, Nyle—her shenanigans will keep you on your toes. Edward and Savannah’s sweet little girl, Chloe, gives them all a reason to live and love. She’s the glue that holds them all together.

  Nyle blew it with Savannah once upon a time, but Chloe is her second chance, and she has no intentions of blowing it again.

  I hope you continue to love the Talbots and make them your favorite family.

  Visit my website at monica-richardson.com or email me at [email protected].

  Happy reading!

  Monica Richardson

  Monica Richardson writes adult romances set in Florida and the Caribbean. Under the name Monica McKayhan, she wrote the Indigo Summer young adult series. Indigo Summer hit the Essence and Black Issues Book Review bestseller lists, and the series also received a film option. Monica’s YA books have garnered accolades and industry recognition, including several American Library Association (ALA) placements on the Quick Picks for Reluctant Young Adult Readers and the Popular Paperbacks for Young Adults annual lists.

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  This is dedicated to my readers who have fallen in love with the Talbot family.

  Acknowledgments

  To my readers who give me the energy to continue to write great stories. I’m glad that you enjoy the Talbot family. This is for you!

  To my family in the Bahamas—visiting with you and talking to you about my history has made the research and writing of this Talbot series a complete joy, especially Cameron and Raquel...you two have really helped me to pull my research together!

  Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 1

  Edward stood across the room from her and admired long, lean legs, a round butt and perfectly exhibited breasts. Her hair was short and sassy, not long and flowing as when they were together. She smiled at the gentleman in front of her and then pushed her bangs out of her face. Edward was in awe of her for a moment. This wasn’t the woman he remembered. No, this lady was self-assured and sexy—not the timid young woman that he once knew.

  She finally looked his way and gave a nod of acknowledgment. It was her idea that they meet at her downtown office instead of her West Palm Beach home. He noticed that she was becoming increasingly uncomfortable with him visiting her space, even if it was for a good reason. The last few times, she’d suggested that they meet at a park or a restaurant to facilitate the exchange. Things had become much more impersonal, against his wishes.

  She gave him a smile and headed his way. The smile, he remembered. It was genuine and wholesome—not to mention gorgeous. She led the way, and he followed her to a beautiful office with art that adorned the walls. The walls were painted in warm hues of orange—Savannah’s favorite color. He immediately recognized the portrait of the colorful Eiffel Tower, an urban piece that they’d picked up when they honeymooned in Paris. He sat in the leather wingback chair and stared at the woman who sat across from him. He picked up the framed photograph from her desk—the one of their daughter, Chloe. His girls, as he used to call them.

  “I talked to my mother the other day.”

  “Really?” He leaned back in the chair and glanced at Savannah’s face. Tried to read her expression at the mention of her mother.

  “Yes.” Her face was blank.

  It seemed that she was trying to shield her emotions from him, but he knew her all too well. He knew that her relationship with her mother had been strained and was the reason for many years of inner turmoil for Savannah.

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bsp; “What was that conversation like?” he asked.

  “It was long and—” a subtle little smile appeared in the corner of her mouth “—and genuine, actually.”

  “Really?” He was surprised.

  “I’d like to go to London and spend some time with her.”

  “Okay, that’s nice. A week or so?”

  “Maybe longer.”

  “What about your job?”

  Savannah exhaled and leaned her head against the back of the leather chair. “They’re downsizing. Letting some people go. This is actually my last few weeks here.”

  “Savannah, I’m sorry.” Edward crossed his leg over the other one. “What will you do? Have you been putting your résumé out there?”

  “I’d like to look for a job while I’m in London.”

  “You’re thinking of relocating there?”

  She nodded a yes.

  “What about Chloe?”

  “She would go, too,” she stated matter-of-factly. Like it was the most normal thing in the world to take a man’s child clear across the world.

  He took in a deep breath, gathering himself before he spoke again. But he could feel his anger boiling. His daughter meant the world to him, and he couldn’t imagine her living in another state, let alone another country. He couldn’t fathom the thought. Wouldn’t. No. It was out of the question.

  “You’re not moving to London with Chloe.” He was calm, but emphatic.

  “Not right away, I know.”

  “Not at all!”

  “You’re being unreasonable, Edward.”

  He sat up in the chair. “How do you propose I see my daughter if you take her to England, Savannah? Are you going to fly her here for my weekend visits? And what about Christmas and summer breaks?”

  He’d already found it difficult to manage a week without seeing Chloe’s little face. He couldn’t even imagine not seeing her for longer than that.

  “We’ll figure something out.”

  “We’ll figure something out?” he asked. “She’s just as much my daughter as she is yours, and I won’t allow it.”

  “You’re telling me what you won’t allow? What gives you the right?”

  “I have rights when it comes to my daughter. And I will exercise them if I need to.”

  “Are you threatening me?”

  He stood. Headed toward the door. “It’s not a threat, Savannah. It’s a promise.”

  Their marriage had ended in divorce after a short eighteen months. It was the one thing that Edward had failed at. He’d excelled in college and breezed through law school. He’d run for mayor, and lost—but had landed a position on the West Palm Beach City Commission. A place where he could actually make a difference for the people in his community. However, the mayoral campaign had robbed him of his marriage. A newlywed with a pregnant wife at home, he’d gotten too caught up in his career. Not to mention he’d spent too much time with his beautiful campaign manager. Although he’d never cheated on Savannah with Quinn, the closeness of their relationship had caused more of a disturbance than his new marriage could take.

  One of the best things about Edward’s marriage to Savannah, though, had been their daughter, Chloe. He needed his daughter like the air he breathed. He needed to see her every single day. They’d become the best of friends. In her five years of life, he was astounded at the things that she knew. He didn’t want to miss one single moment of her life. But now Savannah threatened to take it all away. He wouldn’t allow her to do it. Couldn’t.

  “What do you want from me, Edward? Do you want me to put my life...my career on hold again?”

  “This is not about your career, or mine for that matter. This is about our daughter. If you want to go to London to make amends with your mother and build a new career, that’s fine. But don’t take Chloe away from me. She’s all I have.”

  “I couldn’t leave her here. I won’t,” she said. “This is something I have to do, Edward. I’m sorry.”

  It seemed that he’d been dismissed.

  “Get yourself a good lawyer, Savannah,” he spat, and then stormed out of her office.

  He needed air.

  He walked briskly and managed to make it to the parking garage, loosened his tie and pulled a set of keys from his pocket. He collapsed into the driver’s seat of his sedan and sat there for a moment. Listened while Omar Sosa’s Afro-Cuban rhythms soothed his senses. He hated fighting with Savannah, but it seemed more frequent lately. Not long ago, they’d debated over which private school to send Chloe to and which curriculum would be better suited for her. They’d argued about whether to place her in a karate class or ballet. A week ago they’d argued about something as simple as Chloe’s bob haircut. He thought she was too young for such a grown-up style. She was a kindergartner, for Christ’s sake. He’d been active in every decision about his daughter, but not the one where Savannah planned to take her thousands of miles away. It seemed unfair.

  He pulled out onto Clematis Street and breezed through the yellow light. His heart ached. He scrolled through the address book on his phone and looked for Jack Wesley’s phone number. He didn’t want to involve his attorney—in fact he’d only said it to get Savannah’s attention—but he needed to know what his rights were regarding his daughter.

  “JW!” Edward exclaimed. “How the hell are you?”

  “I’m making it,” Jack said. “Trying my best to keep a good law practice and maintain a happy marriage all at the same time.”

  “Well, I can’t help you in that area, bro. I failed tremendously at my marriage.”

  “You failed because you didn’t put in the effort. Savannah was a good woman.”

  “All of that is neither here nor there.”

  “Do you miss her?” Jack asked.

  “What? Of course not,” Edward lied. He would never let his friend know that he regretted every moment since Savannah left. “She has her life and I have mine.”

  “Right,” a skeptical Jack said.

  “I didn’t call you to talk about my failed marriage to Savannah. I need some advice regarding Chloe.”

  “What about Chloe?”

  “Savannah’s trying to take her to London...to live! Can you believe that?” Edward asked. “I need to know what my rights are.”

  “Have you had lunch already?”

  “Not yet.”

  “Meet me at the little chicken and waffles spot on Okeechobee in thirty minutes.”

  “Bro, fried chicken and waffles? How about something a little healthier?”

  “You’re still on that kick,” Jack stated. He sighed. “Have you completely given up meat?”

  “No, of course not. I’ve traded red meat and pork for chicken, fish and tofu. I’m just eating healthier, man, that’s all.”

  “I see. You choose, then.”

  “Darbster. Dixie Highway.”

  “Do they have anything that resembles meat?”

  “Tofu.” Edward laughed.

  “Ah, man.”

  “Keep an open mind,” said Edward. “I’ll meet you there in thirty minutes.”

  Edward hit the end button on his phone. Turned up the volume on his music. He was anxious to speak with Jack. Surely he would receive some good advice from his old friend. Jack would tell him exactly how to go about keeping his daughter in the country. He felt better already, less helpless. Cocky, even.

  * * *

  He slid into the booth at the restaurant and gave the menu a quick scan. He already knew what he wanted—it was a place that he frequented often. He ordered his usual meal and then ordered something for Jack.

  “And bring two glasses of water, please,” he said to the female server.

  He raised his hand when he saw Jack walk through the door. His friend looked worn, as th
ough he needed a vacation. He removed his suit jacket and slid into the booth across from Edward. Gave him a strong slap of the hands and a handshake.

  “Good to see you.”

  “Likewise.” Edward grinned. “I took the liberty of ordering for you.”

  “And why would you do that?”

  “Because I know this isn’t your kind of place,” Edward said, “but you’ll be thanking me later.”

  “You think so?”

  “I know so.”

  Soon the server arrived with two piping-hot plates of food and set them down in front of the men. Jack frowned at the sight of his.

  “Don’t knock it until you try it,” said Edward.

  “I’ll try to keep an open mind.”

  “Good,” Edward said, and then went on to explain what transpired at Savannah’s office earlier.

  “You overreacted, bro.” Jack frowned as he picked over his meal. He pushed the tofu aside and managed to get the vegetables into his mouth. “But you do have rights regarding your daughter. The question is, are you up for a fight with Savannah?”

  “I can’t let her take Chloe away without a fight.”

  “Perhaps you two can work something out without involving the courts. Summer is approaching. Maybe you can convince her to let Chloe spend the summer with you. You’d deliver her to London safe and sound in the fall, just before school starts. Maybe you can get her again around Christmastime or spring break.”

  “That won’t work,” Edward said emphatically. “I need to see her at least once a week. And besides, we have a custody plan that says I get her every week. She can’t just wake up one morning and decide she wants to move to the other side of the earth.”

  “Well, if you’re not in agreement with the move, then Savannah must file a petition for relocation with the court. The family court judge will take into consideration what’s in the best interest of the child. Stuff like how Chloe’s relationship with you will be impacted if she takes her away. Also, how the move will impact her mental, physical and emotional development.”

  “Okay.”