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Legal Action 2
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Legal Action 2
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Legal Action 2

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Charlotte will make her choice between riveting, gorgeous billionaire Bly and back-from-the-dead, too-hot-to-handle, Special-Ops hunk Finn and her decision will mean sweet, sweet, savage love for Charlotte and the man of her dreams. But the past has a wicked tendency to come back to haunt a girl when she least expects it, and what would Legal Action be without some serious “OMG” moments?!!!! A wild mix of tender romance and seriously hot sex, with humor and heart and unexpected twists of fate. One man wins her heart and one man can’t get her out of his heart, and only one man gets the girl, but one thing’s for sure... Charlotte and the two men who love her will never be the same...

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PublisherKimball Lee
Release dateAug 27, 2013
ISBN9781301277858
Legal Action 2
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Kimball Lee

Hi, I'm Kimball Lee and I'd like to welcome you to the many worlds of my imagination! The topics of my novels and novella-series will vary but my style of writing remains the same. I don't write 700 page books padded with useless words that take three chapters to describe a doorknob! I do write funny, interesting, happy, sad, romantic, often titillating and always thought provoking works that pack a lot of good reading into just the right number of pages. I hope you enjoy my writing and know that it comes from the heart and I give every spare moment to creating characters you would want to have as friends and worlds you would want to visit or live in. Happy reading! Kimball Thank you for visiting my author page, please connect with me on my social media sites! kimballbooks@gmail.com

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    Legal Action 2 - Kimball Lee

    Legal Action 2

    Surrendering Charlotte Chronicles

    Book 2

    By

    Kimball Lee

    This book is a work of fiction. All characters in this novel are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

    Copyright 2013 Kimball Lee

    Smashwords Edition

    All Rights Reserved

    Chapter One

    Charlotte’s Choice…

    Bly paced the deck of the boat; he was losing his mind over Charlotte. She’d been sick for days despite calm seas and the relative stability of the two-hundred-thirty-foot yacht. His private physician was waiting to come aboard as soon as they docked in San Diego, but it was slow going, maneuvering such a large vessel into its berth.

    West! he shouted, you tell that inept bastard who calls himself a captain to dock this boat now or his ass is fired.

    Yes, sir, West said, and hurried up to the third-story bridge, although he knew that docking the huge craft would take as long as it took and there was no rushing it.

    The doctor stepped aboard as soon as they were safely moored, and Bly took him to Charlotte’s bed.

    Let’s see, young lady. You’re a bit under the weather, it seems. The doctor spoke directly to Charlotte, whose unfocused eyes stared vacantly past him. Start an IV, please, he said curtly to the nurse who accompanied him.

    She’s severely dehydrated. I’m admitting her to the hospital for a few days. An ambulance is on its way. I’m surprised she became seasick on a boat this size, but the Pacific can be ruthless even for the largest ships, he told Bly, as they stood talking quietly in the main salon.

    So it’s only seasickness, nothing worse? Bly asked. He’d been beside himself with worry, and he’d had the crew run the yacht at full speed night and day to get Charlotte back to San Diego.

    Is there any chance she might be pregnant? The doctor asked, or any family history of chronic illness?

    No… I don’t know. Pregnant? I don’t see how, she’s on birth control. Is that what you think it is? Bly’s face brightened. Maybe Charlotte was pregnant; the idea hadn’t crossed his mind. He’d asked her to marry him, they’d had a wonderful night together, but the next morning she was lying on the bathroom floor. She’d been terribly sick all night and refused to speak. They were only a few days out to sea, and he’d given the command to turn back to San Diego to get her to a doctor as quickly as possible.

    *

    In her hospital bed, Charlotte lay listening to the blip-blip-blip of her heart on the monitor and she knew it was broken. She turned her attention to Bly, sleeping in the reclining chair by her bed, and wondered how long she’d been in the hospital. Her mouth felt as dry as if it were filled with cotton, and as she fumbled for the plastic pitcher of water she sent a vase of bird of paradise crashing to the floor.

    Bly woke with a start, was on his feet in a flash, and gathered her against him as he sat on the edge of the hospital bed. Charlotte, Charlotte! he said over and over, rocking her gently in his arms. God, I was so worried. How do you feel? I was so afraid I’d lost you. What do you need, what were you reaching for?

    She pointed to a water glass and he filled it and held it to her lips. She drank and drank and then he moved the glass away.

    A little at a time, he said. You haven’t had food in nearly a week. You need to take it slowly; I’ll get a nurse, hold on.

    A week, she thought, she’d been asleep for a week? Now she was in a hospital and she didn’t know why. She couldn’t remember being in an accident.

    Bly returned, followed by a nurse who clucked her tongue and stepped over the broken vase and scattered flowers. So you’ve come back to us? Good, good, it’s about time. Terrible virus you had there, something you picked up in China, the doc believes. I’d stay away from communist countries if I were you. Let’s check your vitals. Can you speak, Mrs. Bly?

    Charlotte looked confused, and Bly sat with her again and kissed her hand. We’re not married yet, but soon, he said, smiling down at her like he’d just won the lottery.

    We’re getting married? Charlotte croaked, and then reached for the glass of water again.

    Bly tilted his head at her. You don’t remember the night you got sick?

    Perfect! the nurse chirped. Her vital signs are good as new. We’ll just get some nice broth and crackers for you, and then some soft potatoes a little later this evening. You’re doing just quite well, young lady, we’ll have you walking down the aisle in no time. The nurse winked at Charlotte as she headed out the door. I’ll let the doctor know she’s awake, and I’ll send a tray of food and have an orderly clean up the flowers. She looked at the exotic blooms scattered on the floor and shook her head. That’s a shame, I hate to see such beautiful things ruined.

    Bly, Charlotte whispered, where are we?

    Charlotte, he said, his eyes suddenly worried, what’s the last thing you remember?

    Sex, she said.

    He smiled and kissed her lips lightly, then her forehead and her hands again. Good sex? he asked. With me, I hope?

    She nodded her head. Yes, on the boat, you gave me a ring and…

    That’s right, he said, and we went to bed and later I fell asleep. Then I woke in the morning and you were sick on the floor of the bathroom. Do you remember that? Do you remember getting sick?

    No, she said and the orderly scuttled in and muttered as he cleaned the mess on the floor.

    The nurse returned and set a food tray on the rolling bed table and said, Here you are, we’ll put some meat on your bones before you know it.

    *

    When Charlotte was released from the hospital two days later, she wanted to go back to the boat; she thought it might help her remember. There was something on the edge of her memory that eluded her, something important. On the yacht, she wandered through room after room; she hadn’t realized it was so... huge. She did remember that she and Bly had done little more than sit in the main salon, eat on deck and in the dining room, and have a lot of sex in the master bedroom. Bly followed her, and she felt there were questions he wanted to ask, but he waited for her to speak.

    How many rooms are on this boat? she asked, stopping to dip a toe in the swimming pool on the second-level deck.

    Quite a few. There are thirteen crew members, he said, brushing the question aside. Charlotte, what’s going on? I feel like you’re avoiding any real conversation, and you’re painfully thin. I’m concerned.

    I’m tired, Bly. I want to eat and fall in to bed. My things are still here on the boat, can we just stay on board for now? I feel so weary. I need my cell phone but I don’t know where it is, tomorrow I should go to my office and then I don’t know where to go from there… my mind is all over the place.

    He pulled her against him, his face in her fragrant hair. She’d been lean before, but with perfect, sexy curves; now she felt frail in his arms.

    Anything you want, anything at all, but come back to me. You seem so far away. We’ll stay on board if that makes you happy; we can go on to Hawaii as soon as you feel up to it. They’re not expecting you at the office for weeks Charlotte; you took a leave of absence.

    Right now I need food—a good, greasy burger, fries and a Coke. Can the chef manage that? she said, and they kissed and then she hid her face in his neck.

    She literally groaned with pleasure as she ate the burger and fries. They were delicious and she was suddenly starving. She finished, then held her stomach and groaned

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