by: Reese Ryan
Series: The Bourbon Brothers/Billionaires and Babies
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Multicultural/Family Sagas
Release Date: October 1, 2018
Publisher: Harlequin Desire
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"Just for tonight."
Until their chance reunion takes a sharp turn... toward twins.
Tech billionaire Benjamin Bennett can't resist a steamy weekend with Sloane Sutton--his crush on her goes way back. But when he tracks her down, she's pregnant--with twins! Now their fling needs trust to survive. Benji wants a wedding; his family claims she's a gold digger. But Sloane won't be bought--or married. Can they find common ground...and a shot at forever?
Age: 30
Date of birth: April 2nd
Physical Description: Short hair, glowing brown skin, tattoo on my hip and down my back. Dark brown eyes and a bright smile.
Occupation: Videographer at a Nashville record company
3 likes in no particular order: My job - My independence - Being in control
3 dislikes in no particular order: Initially, my hometown of Magnolia Lake - Being dependent on someone else - Being told what to do
Drink of choice: Chilled Sweet Tea
Favorite food: Chicken Surprise Casserole
Favorite dessert: Tennessee Jam Cake
Favorite song: “I Choose You” by Kiana Ledé. The acoustic version is so beautiful: https://youtu.be/vyGm1NSSBC4
Favorite color: Cobalt blue
Favorite way to spend an evening: A movie marathon at home on the couch with Benji and our twins.
If you could have a do over, what would you do differently? I would’ve tried to understand where my mother and grandfather were coming from.
Most romantic gesture experienced: Benji flying in from Japan to surprise me on Valentine’s Day, even though he ended up being the one who was most surprised. 😉
Words to live by: “Whether you think you can or whether you think you can't, you're right.” Henry Ford
“What names have you considered?”
She was quiet for a moment. “For her? Scarlett.”
“As in O’Hara?”
“As in Johansson.”
Benji nodded thoughtfully. “I do like a woman who can play a badass Marvel superhero. What else you got?”
“Vivian.”
“As in Leigh?”
“No, as in Julia Roberts’ character in Pretty Woman.” Sloane grinned. “Do we need to talk about your obsession with Gone with the Wind?”
“It’s my mom’s favorite movie.” Benji shrugged, frowning at the mention of his mother. “And do I need to spell out the reasons I’m diametrically opposed to naming my daughter after a character that was a prostitute?”
“Hey, sex workers are people, too.” Sloane poked his bicep. “But point taken. What about Bailey?”
“I love the name Bailey for a girl.” He nodded. “Let’s stick a pin in that one. And for Little Dude?” He gave her a sarcastic grin.
“Phillip, Beau or maybe Benjamin.” Sloane looked straight ahead, but her cheeks warmed as Benji looked over at her briefly before returning his eyes to the road.
“I’m honored that you’d propose making him a junior. But I’ve never liked the idea of putting additional pressure on a boy to be like his father. I want our kids to do or be anything they want. And I’m grateful they’ll have the resources to do that.”
“Me, too.” She glanced over at him, realizing for the first time how grateful she was that her children would never struggle like she and her mother did.
He squeezed her hand and gave her a warm smile before putting his hand back on the wheel and changing lanes. “I like Beau. It goes nicely with Bailey, don’t you think?”
“Beau and Bailey.” She repeated the names softly. “What do you think, Little Dude and Buttercup? Do you think you can deal with Beau and Bailey? Think carefully before you answer. You’re going to have those names your entire lives. Unless you become actors or strippers.” When Benji’s eyes widened, she laughed. “Relax, I’m kidding.”
He sighed, shaking his head. “If your way of cheering me up is supposing that our daughter might become a stripper, I’m gonna need you to work on your cheering-up game.”
“Who said I was talking about her? I could’ve been referring to him. Just think, our son could grow up to be the next Magic Mike.”
“If you weren’t carrying Beau and Bailey, I’d put you out on the side of the highway and make you walk the rest of the way to Magnolia Lake.” He laughed.
Both the babies moved.
“They just responded to the sound of your voice,” she told Benji, then spoke again, projecting her voice down toward her belly as she placed her hands on either side of it. “Does that mean you two like your names?” When there was no movement, she told Benji, “Say their names again.”
“Beau and Bailey, this is your father. You two okay in there?”
Beau seemed to stretch his legs and Bailey responded by doing the same.
“I think we have a winner.” Sloane rubbed her hand in a circle over the babies, her heart full and her eyes stinging with tears.
She was quiet for a moment. “For her? Scarlett.”
“As in O’Hara?”
“As in Johansson.”
Benji nodded thoughtfully. “I do like a woman who can play a badass Marvel superhero. What else you got?”
“Vivian.”
“As in Leigh?”
“No, as in Julia Roberts’ character in Pretty Woman.” Sloane grinned. “Do we need to talk about your obsession with Gone with the Wind?”
“It’s my mom’s favorite movie.” Benji shrugged, frowning at the mention of his mother. “And do I need to spell out the reasons I’m diametrically opposed to naming my daughter after a character that was a prostitute?”
“Hey, sex workers are people, too.” Sloane poked his bicep. “But point taken. What about Bailey?”
“I love the name Bailey for a girl.” He nodded. “Let’s stick a pin in that one. And for Little Dude?” He gave her a sarcastic grin.
“Phillip, Beau or maybe Benjamin.” Sloane looked straight ahead, but her cheeks warmed as Benji looked over at her briefly before returning his eyes to the road.
“I’m honored that you’d propose making him a junior. But I’ve never liked the idea of putting additional pressure on a boy to be like his father. I want our kids to do or be anything they want. And I’m grateful they’ll have the resources to do that.”
“Me, too.” She glanced over at him, realizing for the first time how grateful she was that her children would never struggle like she and her mother did.
He squeezed her hand and gave her a warm smile before putting his hand back on the wheel and changing lanes. “I like Beau. It goes nicely with Bailey, don’t you think?”
“Beau and Bailey.” She repeated the names softly. “What do you think, Little Dude and Buttercup? Do you think you can deal with Beau and Bailey? Think carefully before you answer. You’re going to have those names your entire lives. Unless you become actors or strippers.” When Benji’s eyes widened, she laughed. “Relax, I’m kidding.”
He sighed, shaking his head. “If your way of cheering me up is supposing that our daughter might become a stripper, I’m gonna need you to work on your cheering-up game.”
“Who said I was talking about her? I could’ve been referring to him. Just think, our son could grow up to be the next Magic Mike.”
“If you weren’t carrying Beau and Bailey, I’d put you out on the side of the highway and make you walk the rest of the way to Magnolia Lake.” He laughed.
Both the babies moved.
“They just responded to the sound of your voice,” she told Benji, then spoke again, projecting her voice down toward her belly as she placed her hands on either side of it. “Does that mean you two like your names?” When there was no movement, she told Benji, “Say their names again.”
“Beau and Bailey, this is your father. You two okay in there?”
Beau seemed to stretch his legs and Bailey responded by doing the same.
“I think we have a winner.” Sloane rubbed her hand in a circle over the babies, her heart full and her eyes stinging with tears.
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Reese Ryan writes sexy, contemporary romance featuring colorful characters and sinfully sweet romance. She challenges her heroines with family and career drama; reformed bad boys; revealed secrets; and the occasional identity crisis, but always rewards them with a well-earned happy ending.
A native of The Land (Cleveland, OH), Reese resides in North Carolina. She adores brilliant singer/songwriters and has an incurable addiction to musicals and movie soundtracks.
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