Legal Action 3

By Kimball Lee

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The ANSWERS you’ve been waiting for... and some you never thought to ask! In this blockbuster third book, Kimball Lee gives you more of your favorite things, love, romance, desire and searing passion always on the edge of bliss and disaster. Wild twists of fate, some from the past and some straight out of the blue. A novel in two parts, ‘THEN’ fills in the gaps that set Charlotte, Bly and Finn on a collision course with each other. ‘AND NOW’ starts where Legal Action 2 left off... Who is the real father of Charlotte’s baby? Are Finn and JP lost forever? What will Charlotte risk to hold on to what she can’t live without? Fasten your seat belts... it might get bumpy, but it won’t be dull!!!

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This is Legal Action in extreme overdrive!!!! 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. 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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Bright, beautiful Attorney, Charlotte Christiansen has never lost a court case. She’s built a reputation as a cool, on the rise lawyer, while trying to escape the ‘naughty cheerleader’ pictorial in American Jock magazine she posed for to pay her way through law school.

She shares the top floor of a historic San Diego building with her best friends from college who happen to be two very male, very sexy Special Forces operatives. Her ex is a celebrity NFL quarterback who could pass for a Viking God. She’s surrounded by hot men but her life revolves around work and she doesn’t have time for love or sex.

Until Alexander Bly, the stop-the-clock gorgeous, billionaire publishing magnate becomes her newest client at the law firm. He’s the man responsible for the magazine cover that turned Charlotte into everyman’s sex fantasy. Bly has had women and the world at his beck and call, but no woman has ever rocked his world. Charlotte is about to. When they come together the desire and sex are white-hot and all-consuming, but falling in love takes them completely by surprise.

As Charlotte handles Bly’s lawsuit against Huang Worldwide Corporation, scary, smooth and sexy Jamey Huang kidnaps her. But, Huang doesn’t want Bly’s billions, he wants Charlotte’s secret, former lover. Legal Action is a sexy romance filled with burn-up-the-pages sex, tender love and witty, sharp-tongued characters with a little espionage thrown in for even more spicy fun.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Kimball Lee
• Release date: Sep 15, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301795383

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! [e-mail]

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LEGAL ACTION 3

Then… and Now…

Surrendering Charlotte Chronicles

Book 3

By Kimball Lee

Copyright 2013 Kimball Lee

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Smashwords Edition

Chapter One

Then…

Charlotte waited in the car outside the bank biting her nails and examining her hair for split ends. She was nervous and it was damned hot even with the air conditioner going full blast. Ugh, she thought, stupid Mississippi heat and my crazy Mother, what a great summer this is bound to turn in to.

Buckle up, darlin’, her mother sang, slipping behind the wheel of the Chrysler Lebaron, we’re gonna ride, Sally, ride!

Oh, mom, please, Charlotte fastened her seat belt, scooted down in her seat and turned on the radio.

"If it makes you happy, then it can’t be that bad! If it makes you happy, then why the hell are you so sad?" Sheryl Crow crooned while Charlotte’s mother put down the top of the convertible.

Put this sunscreen on and I mean now, you know you’ll be red as a beet in two seconds. I mean it Charlotte, I don’t want you tanning that pretty skin of yours, after all, the Goth look is in, right? Now, ‘Miss I Don’t Wanna Be Seen With My Mother,’ look here what we’ve got! Five, count ‘em, five credit cards and barely a cent charged on any of them! I even had that CD player installed just yesterday and picked up some good music for us to listen to. So you might as well get glad in the same pants you got sad in, cuz we are going on a road trip!

Her mother drove past the Greenleaf City Limits sign going fast and rolled her eyes as Sheryl Crow really belted the lyrics out, then she popped in a Pearl Jam CD and looked happy again.

Mmm, Eddie Vedder, how can you not be in love with him? Lord what I wouldn’t do with that man, any other man would just be a waste of my time, her mother said, and started another one of her coughing fits. She fished a hanky from her purse, held it to her mouth and drove right on out of Greenleaf, Mississippi.

Police lights flashed before they’d gotten ten miles down the highway and as they steered to the side of the road and Charlotte turned to watch the deputy walking toward the car, her mother searched around in her purse. Charlotte thought she must be looking for her driver’s license but she pulled out a tube of fuchsia lipstick and concentrated on her lips in the rearview mirror as she applied it. The deputy tapped on the window and her mother lowered it without looking away from the mirror.

Ya gotta admit, Wayne, I look good for just having turned thirty, she said and tugged at the imaginary lines at the corners of her eyes, then she turned her dazzling pink smile on the deputy.

Where in the world are you headed in such a hurry, Sally McCall? I didn’t exactly have my radar gun ready to clock ya cuz I was just on my way in to town, but girl you were doing eighty five or ninety, at least!

Awe deputy, you know this old car won’t go that fast. Shoot, we’ll be lucky to make it to Pass Christian without breaking down, Sally said.

Pass Christian? Ya’ll goin’ to the beach, you and your little girl? he asked, looking at Sally like she was a cupcake he could just gobble up.

Yes sir, but mostly we’re going to pay my mother a visit. She’s never met my girl Charlotte, and with me being sick and all…

The deputy looked away then; everyone in town knew Sally McCall was living on borrowed time. Her emphysema was getting worse even though she was still a young woman. Some said the disease ran in her family because her daddy died of it fairly early in his life. Others said it was because she’d chain smoked for years and worked in smoky old honky-tonks ever since she was old enough. Whatever the cause, it was obvious the death knoll had sounded for Sally and that was all there was to it.

Well that’s nice; I guess I forgot you grew up down on the coast. Listen here Sally, slow it down some, you got the girl to think of and no need havin’ yourself an accident, good day to ya both, he said, and touched the brim of his hat as he walked away.

*

Sally and Charlotte spent the night in a Best Western then drove in to the sleepy little town on the edge of the Gulf of Mexico the next morning. Charlotte didn’t want to act like she cared but as she leaned out the window and took in the pristine southern beauty of the historic mansions and moss draped oak trees, her heart was in her throat. This was where her secretive mother had grown up, here in this dream of a town. When Sally turned the car into a long gravel driveway shaded by a canopy of overhanging willows with a white columned house at the end, Charlotte felt dizzy with excitement.

As they came to a stop in front of the grand Georgian style house, Charlotte could only stare. She and her mother lived in a one bedroom apartment on the bad side of a bad town. This was where her mother had spent her childhood, in this ‘Gone with the Wind’ gorgeous mansion?

"Holy shit, Mom! This is my grandmother’s house? Please don’t tell me your family are like some sort of bigoted plantation people, ugh, I would die, I mean that’s so not okay. Seriously, I could not deal with being related to a bunch racist old rich people, Charlotte chattered on as her mother climbed out of the car and stood looking at the huge house with resigned anguish on her face. Mom are you okay? Earth to Mom?"

May I help you? an attractive woman in her early fifties stood on the front porch in a loose linen dress and canvas espadrilles, her hands clasped behind her back.

I’m Sally, Charlotte’s mother said quietly, Sally McCall, is my mother at home?

Oh! the woman said and simply stared at Sally and then at Charlotte for several minutes. Come in of course, I’m Louisa, Mrs. McCall’s assistant, I’ll just tell her you’re here.

*

Sally Anne, are you sure? a beautiful, slim woman with silver hair pulled back and pinned in a severe bun asked Louisa then she turned to Charlotte’s mother. Why, I’m sure you’re mistaken dear, my daughter was taken up to heaven when she was just fourteen, but thank you for stopping by, sweetheart.

"Mother it is me, I’m Sally. I just went away but not to heaven, don’t you remember? I’ve brought my daughter to meet you, this is Charlotte, I’ve been writing to you about her, please say you know me. I’m sick Mother, I need you to take care of Charlotte when I’m gone, tell me you got my letters!" Sally was frantic then, wringing her hands and trying to get the older woman to acknowledge her and Charlotte and the letters she’d been sending for the past six months.

Gracious, come sit down and Louisa will serve us some of my sweet pickle peaches, you know they always take the blue ribbon at the fair. Oh my, she said, tapping a finger to her forehead as she struggled to remember, each finger on her hand had a huge diamond ring. There were strands of pearls at her neck and she wore large pearl earrings, her clothes were stylish and obviously expensive, ankle length pants and a pale blue sleeveless pullover with a matching cardigan tied around her shoulders despite the summer heat. A man once came from New York City simply to taste my peach pickles; he said he’d never heard of such a thing. Do you remember that, Louisa? What year was that? Oh I think it was when Brendan was just a boy, did you know I had a little boy? He was the sweetest thing, but we lost him and…

She walked away and sat in a chair by a bay window and stared out at the wide blue Gulf, unspeaking. Charlotte saw that her hands twisted the sleeve of her sweater and her tears fell so fast and heavy they stained the pretty fabric.

Sally stood behind her mother and her hand reached forward but she stopped short of touching her. Mother, I miss him too, every single day. I need you to do this for me, Mother, please. There is no one else, swear to me you’ll take care of your granddaughter. I’ve never asked you for anything…

It’s a big house; Louisa can make up Sally’s old room. It’s just the same as it was before she went away, did you know my girl Sally, maybe you went to school together? she never turned from the window as she spoke and her voice had no emotion what so ever.

You did hear that, didn’t you, Louisa? You’ll welcome Charlotte when the time comes, do you understand? Sally said as she took Charlotte’s hand and walked out onto the long front porch, her voice had an absolute determination to it.

Yes, of course, we have your letters and your home address, good afternoon, Louisa said curtly and waited for them to leave.

When they got in the car Charlotte’s grandmother suddenly rushed down the front steps and tapped on the driver’s side window and peered in at Sally. I know you Sally Anne, she said, venomously, "How dare you darken my door again? Don’t think you’re fooling me, young lady. You’re daddy spoiled you rotten and he didn’t give a single thought to my sweet Brendan, and you used to run wild in the streets at night. You got yourself in a bad way with that Frenchman, that high and mighty Tremont, a married man! You fucked him then you ran away, I hope you know that