Just One More Night 1 (A Billionaire Love Story): Just One More Night, #1

By Juliette Jaye

When I won an all-inclusive trip to a luxury Cayman Islands resort, I never expected to find myself standing in front of the most gorgeous man on the island – wearing only a bathrobe, showing off the kind of body I’d only ever seen on TV. And I certainly never expected him to ask me out on a date.

With his wavy brown hair and black eyes like pools into his soul, billionaire entrepreneur Blake Andrews broke down all the walls I’d built to protect myself like they were nothing, and I found myself falling for the man who made me feel the way no one else ever had.

Someone like him wasn’t supposed to want to go out with someone like me. After all, I was just an ordinary girl from Columbus, working a dead-end job while I made my way through nursing school. And yet, here we were, making plans to keep our relationship going once we left the island.

But just as Blake and I started looking towards our future together, my past came rushing back to haunt me. Can our relationship handle the secrets of my past? Or will I spend the rest of my life wishing Blake and I had just one more night?

 

This novella is the first part of a trilogy.
Previously published as Sunsets and Kisses 1.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Diamond Star Publishing
• Release date: Feb 27, 2015
• ISBN: 9781507036044

Book preview

just one more night 1

I looked out the window as the captain announced we were about to begin our descent into Georgetown.

Crazy, I muttered to myself as I looked out the window at the turquoise ocean, glistening in the early afternoon sun, like nothing else I’d ever seen. I can’t believe this is happening to me.

Suddenly the plane lurched downwards, and I quickly snapped my seatbelt back on, driven out of my reverie. Looking around, however, no one else was panicking. Well, the pilot did say we were going to descend I thought to myself.

It was my first time on a plane, ever, and I didn’t really know if I liked it or not. This was a day for a lot of firsts, in fact. First time on a plane, first time seeing the ocean, first time leaving the country, first time going to a hotel that cost more than $100 a night. And the best part was I wasn’t paying for any of it.

A few months earlier my sister Anna, a nurse at a local hospital, had encouraged me to enter one of those win a house charities that benefited the children’s hospital. I mean, when someone tells you to buy a lottery ticket that goes straight to kids with cancer, there’s no real way to say no, is there?

Of course, I dreamed about winning the house, knowing it was totally not going to happen. And it didn’t. But I did get a phone call telling me I’d won the second prize, an all-inclusive, all expenses paid trip to the Grand Cayman Islands. A full week at a luxury resort without having to pay for any of it. I didn’t even know where the Grand Caymans were! I mean, I knew they were in the Caribbean, but that was it. I had to look up Georgetown on a map.

The prize was for two people, and seeing as I, Julia Marley, have been single for way longer than I’d like to admit, I automatically invited Anna to come with me. She accepted, of course, then three days before we left found out her best friend was having her baby just a little bit early, and decided to stay behind instead.

So that’s how I ended up alone on a plane to the Carribean, being whisked out of the sky towards the beautiful ocean. Growing up in Columbus, and never really travelling more than the two hours it took to get to my grandparent’s house when I was a kid, as well as one family trip to Chicago when I was twelve, meant I had never seen the ocean, never been one of those kids whose parents took them to Hawaii.

Now I was twenty four years old and studying to be a nurse like my older (and much wiser) sister Anna. I’d always wanted to go into medicine, but while my grades were good, they weren’t the exceptional that I needed to get into pre-med, and I didn’t want to rack up hundreds of thousands of dollars of student loans, either.

So instead I started working retail, and when I realized at twenty three that there was no way I could do that for the rest of my life and actually support myself, I started asking Anna about nursing school.

The more I read about it, the more I loved it, and after enrolling and being accepted into a program and starting my studies, I realized I loved it even more than I thought. I still worked retail part-time to make some money, though I did have to get some loans to pay tuition and some of my bills. Not that one room in a three bedroom apartment, a pre-paid cell phone and a diet that consists mainly of Ramen noodles costs a lot.

Of course, this trip was just the cherry on the cake. As soon as I found out when I was going I put my two weeks’ notice in at work, and was so thankful that the trip was a month or so before exams started; I could afford to miss a week and still have time to catch up and study. This trip was going to be the perfect way to unwind after an exceptionally tough few weeks.

When I left Columbus that morning it had been 35 degrees and overcast, threatening to snow. Of course, being a good midwester,