Snowbound with a Billionaire

  One blizzard plus two ex-lovers equals one passionate reunion in this Billionaires and Babies novel!

  For years, billionaire producer Max Ford believed Raine Monroe had betrayed him. Now that he’s back in his hometown, he wants answers. But his ex plans to keep her mouth shut and her heart far away from temptation…until a snowstorm strands them—with her baby—in her cozy farmhouse. Soon Raine is falling faster than the snow outside….

  But she has to put a stop to it before a fling with Hollywood’s hottest bachelor jeopardizes her chances of officially adopting her daughter—before saying goodbye again becomes impossible…before dark secrets from their past finally come to light….

  “We Need To Talk And I Didn’t Want To Wake Abby.”

  Raine rolled her eyes. “You couldn’t have waited until I was dressed?”

  Like a predator to its prey, Max stepped forward, narrowing the distance between them. Apparently he didn’t know the term personal space.

  “There’s nothing you have that I haven’t seen,” he told her, eyes locked onto hers. “Throw your pants on if that makes you feel better.”

  “Turn around.”

  That cocky grin spread across his face. “Are you really going to stand there and act like you’re not turned on? That the fact we’re stuck here together hasn’t had you thinking, wondering?”

  It was all the thinking and wondering that was driving her out of her mind. Hormones were evil. They reared their ugly heads when nothing could be done. Well, something could be done, but at what price?

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  Snowbound with a Billionaire is part of the #1 bestselling miniseries from Harlequin Desire—Billionaires & Babies: Powerful men…wrapped around their babies’ little fingers.

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  Dear Reader,

  Oh, reunion stories absolutely melt my heart. They are at the top of my list for romance tropes and I’m thrilled to bring you Max and Raine’s story. You may recall Max from Hollywood House Call as the hero’s best friend. Well, now it’s Max’s turn for romance with the woman he least expected.

  I don’t know about you, but I love reading about a big alpha male who stumbles upon his past, gets smacked around with it and comes out a changed man. And throwing in a baby is just icing on the proverbial cake.

  I wanted to pluck Max, Hollywood’s hottest actor, from his comfortable lifestyle in L.A. and plop him into a polar opposite world…enter vegetarian Raine with her farm complete with goats and chickens. Oh, and did I mention he gets stuck in her home when a freak snowstorm hits? Ah…the joys of being an author and controlling the characters.

  The fun I had while writing this story cannot be measured. I loved seeing Max fight for what he wanted, what he’d lost so long ago. And Raine, she’s a woman who sees what she wants and goes after it…even if she struggles and goes about it the hard way.

  This book is all about second chances and never giving up what you truly want out of life. Remember, you have one life and nobody can fulfill your dreams but you.

  Happy reading!

  Jules

  SNOWBOUND WITH A BILLIONAIRE

  Jules Bennett

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  JULES BENNETT

  National bestselling author Jules Bennett’s love of story-telling started when she would get in trouble as a child and would tell her parents her imaginary friends were to blame. Since then, her vivid imagination has taken her down a path she’d only dreamed of. And after twelve years of owning and working in salons, she hung up her shears to write full-time.

  Jules doesn’t just write Happily Ever After, she lives it. Married to her high school sweetheart, Jules and her hubby have two little girls who keep them smiling. She loves to hear from readers! Contact her at authorjules@gmail.com, visit her website, www.julesbennett.com, where you can sign up for her newsletter, or send her a letter at P.O. Box 396, Minford, OH 45653. You can also follow her on Twitter and join her Facebook fan page.

  This book is for Allison, who is so much more than my niece—you’re my friend, my sounding board and my kids’ role model. Every day you continue to inspire me. Even through all of life’s obstacles, you rise above and I’m blessed to have you in my life.

  Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Excerpt

  One

  Max Ford maneuvered his rental car carefully through the slushy streets. Granted this old, dirty snow lining the thoroughfares was nothing new to Lenox, Massachusetts, for the month of February, but it was quite a jump from the palm-draped avenues he was used to back in L.A.

  He hadn’t been back to Lenox in years and hadn’t driven in snow in even longer, but, as he eased off the gas, he realized he’d missed doing this. Shooting a scene for a movie in the snow wasn’t the same as spending time off enjoying the pristine white surroundings. Besides, usually when he would shoot a winter locale, it was with man-made snow and not the God-given kind.

  Since Max had grown up here, Lenox would always hold a special place in his heart. The population may be small, but the bank accounts of the residents were anything but. The sprawling estates had stood for decades; some were main residences, others second homes.

  The two narrow lanes wound through town, and, just as Max rounded the last turn, he spotted a car off the side of the road, its back end sticking up out of a ditch. The flashers were on, and the back door opened. The afternoon sun shone through the car windows, revealing a woman—bundled up with a stocking cap over her head and a scarf wrapped around her neck and mouth—stepping out.

  Instinct told him to slam on his brakes, but he was born and raised on the East Coast and knew better.

  Carefully easing his car off the road just ahead of the wreck, Max left the engine running as he stepped out into the frigid temperatures. Damn, that biting cold was something he hadn’t missed.

  Since he’d come straight from L.A., he didn’t exactly have the proper shoes to be trudging in the snow, but there was no way he would leave a woman stranded on the side of the road. Granted he was only a mile from his destination and could’ve called someone, but that wasn’t the type of man he was raised to be.

  “Ma’am,” he called as he drew closer. “Are you all right?”

  He wondered if she’d hear him over the howling wind, but when she froze at his voice, he assumed she’d realized she wasn’t alone.

  The woman in a long, puffy gray coat turned. All Max could see was her eyes, but he’d know them anywh
ere. Those bright emerald-green eyes could pierce a man’s heart...and once upon a time, they had penetrated his.

  “Raine?”

  Her eyes widened as she reached up with a gloved hand to shove her scarf down below her chin. “Max, what are you doing here?”

  It was too damn cold to be having a discussion about anything other than her current predicament, so he asked again, “Are you all right?”

  She glanced over her shoulder, then back at him. “I’m fine, but the car is stuck.”

  “I can give you a lift,” he offered. “Where are you going?”

  “Um...I can call a friend.”

  Max nearly laughed. Were they really going to argue about this? It was freezing, he hadn’t seen her in...too many years to count, and he really wanted to get to his mother, who was recovering from surgery.

  “Seriously, just get in the car and I can take you anywhere,” he said. “Grab your stuff and let’s go.”

  Raine hesitated, holding his gaze as if she were contemplating waiting in the snow for another ride instead of coming with him. Granted they hadn’t left things on the best of terms.... No, they had actually left their relationship on very good, very intimate terms. It was after he’d left that something had happened. And he had no clue what that something was because the last time he’d seen her, they’d been in love with plans for a future together.

  Still to this day, thinking back on that time in his life left his heart aching.

  But now was not the time to consider such things. Raine needed to get in, because who knows how long she’d been out here in the freezing cold, and she needed to call a wrecker.

  “All right,” she conceded. “I have to get a few things first.”

  She turned into the backseat and seconds later she faced him again, this time with a...baby carrier?

  Whoa! He totally wasn’t expecting her to have a baby in tow. Not that he’d planned on running into her like this at all, but still...

  “Can you hold this?” she asked. “I need to get the base out and strap it into your car.”

  Base? He had no clue what a base was considering the only thing he knew about babies is that he used to be one. Max reached for the handle of the carrier and was surprised how heavy this contraption was. He didn’t see the baby for the large blanket-looking thing with a zipper going up the middle. He supposed that was smart, seeing as how the wind was wicked cold right now, and keeping the baby as warm as possible was the best idea.

  In all honesty, the idea of Raine with a baby was what really threw him. She was probably married, because a woman like Raine wouldn’t settle for a child without having the husband first. And that thought right there kicked him in the gut. Even after all this time, the mental image of her with another man seemed incomprehensible. He had to chalk it up to the fact he’d had no closure on their relationship, because he refused to admit, after years of living apart, that he still had feelings for this emerald-eyed beauty.

  She lifted some gray plastic bucket thing from the backseat and started toward his car. He assumed that was his cue to follow.

  Max held the handle with both hands since there was no way in hell he’d take a chance dropping what he assumed to be a sleeping baby. Not a peep was made from beneath the zipper. Surely the child was okay after that accident. Her car was barely off the road but enough that the front end was kissing the snow-covered ditch.

  Once Raine had the base in, Max carefully handed over the carrier. With a quick click, she had the baby in the warm car and had closed the door.

  “I have to get the diaper bag and this gift I was delivering,” she stated. “Go ahead and get in...I’ll be right back.”

  “I’ll get your bag.” He stepped in front of her as she tried to pass him. “It’s too cold and you’ve been out here longer than me. Is everything in the front seat?”

  She nodded and looked so damn cute with snowflakes dangling on her lashes, her face void of makeup...just like he’d remembered.

  Not waiting for her to protest, Max turned back to her car, cursing the entire way. Cute? He was now thinking she was cute? What was he...five? So they shared a past. A very intimate, very intense past, but in his defense, he hadn’t seen her in nearly fifteen years. Of course old feelings were going to crop up, but that didn’t mean they had to control his state of mind—or his common sense.

  He jerked on her car door’s handle and reached in, grabbing the pink diaper bag and a small floral gift bag. Who the hell delivered a gift when the roads were quickly becoming a sheet of ice? With a baby to boot?

  Max slid back behind the wheel of his rental, cranked the heat as high as it would go and eased back out onto the road.

  “Where am I taking you?” he asked.

  “Um...I was on my way to see your mother.”

  Max jerked in his seat. “My mother?”

  Raine barely looked his way before she focused her eyes back on the road, a place he should keep his.

  “I swear I had no idea you were coming in today,” she quickly told him. “I mean, I knew you were coming, but I didn’t know exactly when that would be. If you’d rather I not go...I can come another time.”

  She was going to see his mother? Things certainly had changed since the last time he’d been in Lenox with Raine and his parents. The way he and Raine had fought to be together, defying both sets of their parents...and it all was for naught.

  He cast a quick glance her way, noticed how she kept toying with the threads fraying off the hem of her coat, her eyes either staying in her lap or staring out the window. Why was she so nervous? Was it him? Was she mentally replaying every moment they’d spent together, just like he was? Was she remembering that last night they’d made love, and the promises they’d made to each other? Promises that he had fully intended to keep, not knowing she’d never hold up her end of the deal. Is that what had her so on edge?

  “Why are you visiting my mother?”

  Raine’s soft laugh filled the car. “A lot has changed since you were in Lenox, Max.”

  Apparently...and since she had pointedly dodged his question, he assumed that was code for “none of your business.” And she was right. Whatever she was doing was none of his concern. Once upon a time they knew every single detail about one another, but that chapter had closed. They were all but strangers at this point. Could this last mile be any longer? Thank God the drive was in sight.

  “I didn’t know you had a baby,” he said, trying to ease the thick tension, but once the words were out, he realized he sounded like an idiot. “I mean, I assumed you had a life. I just never... So, how many kids do you have?”

  “Just Abby. She’s three months old.”

  “Do you need to call your husband?”

  Way to go. Smooth, real smooth. Could I be any less subtle?

  “No,” Raine replied. “I’ll call my friend when we get to your mother’s house. He can come pick me up.”

  He? She was calling a male friend and not her husband.

  Max mentally shook his head and scolded himself. Still this was none of his business.

  He turned into the long, narrow drive. Straight ahead sat his childhood home, now his parents’ second home, where his mother was waiting inside recovering from surgery. She would soon begin radiation treatments in town. Thankfully the doctors discovered the lump very early, and chemo wasn’t needed.

  Max had no clue how she’d look, but he knew he needed to be strong, and being thrown off by seeing Raine couldn’t hinder his plans. His mother had to take top priority right now.... God knows his dad wouldn’t man up in this situation.

  The sprawling two-story colonial-style home always dominated the flat acreage surrounded by tall evergreens. Max loved growing up here and had been fortunate to have been adopted by Thomas and Elise Ford. He never knew his biological parents, and, even though he’d rarely seen eye to eye with his father, he knew there were much worse scenarios he could’ve entered into as an orphaned baby.

  Max pulled in front of
the house and killed the engine. “Why don’t I take your diaper bag and gift?” he offered. “I’m not comfortable with that carrier...unless you can’t maneuver it in the snow.”

  Raine glanced over at him and laughed. “I’ve been doing just fine for a few months now, Max. Longer than that before Abby came along.”

  She got out and closed the door. Her quick jab wasn’t lost on him, but he had no idea why she was bitter. She was the one who’d dissed him when he’d gone to L.A. Destroyed any hope of sharing his life with her. And in his rage, after realizing she didn’t want him, he had nearly got himself killed.

  When he stepped from the vehicle, he noticed she was getting the carrier out, and also had the gift tote and her diaper bag dangling from her arm. Apparently this Raine was a bit more independent and stubborn than the old Raine. Who was he to argue?

  He followed her up the steps, careful to stay close in case she slipped. By the time they reached the wide porch, they were stomping the snow off their feet. Max moved forward and opened the door for her, gesturing her in ahead of him.

  If she was going to insist on carrying everything even though he’d offered, the least he could do is get the door and be somewhat gentlemanly.

  The grand foyer looked exactly the same as when he had left home at eighteen. There was never a need for him to return to this home, because, as soon as he’d left for L.A., his parents had hightailed it to Boston.

  His father had always loved the Boston area and thought it would make good business sense to branch out his pubs by starting a second in a larger city. Now his father had a chain of restaurants, and Max still wanted no part of the family business.

  The wide, curvaceous staircase dominated the expansive entryway, allowing visitors to see all the way up to the second-floor balcony that ran the width of the entryway. A vast chandelier suspended down from the ceiling of the second floor, the lights casting a kaleidoscope of colors onto the pale marble flooring.

  Raine was just unzipping the blanket mechanism covering the carrier when his mother came into the foyer. Max didn’t know what to expect when they finally came face-to-face after her major, life-altering surgery, but relief quickly settled in when Elise Ford rushed forward and launched her petite little frame into his arms.