Scott: Triplets (Members From Money Book 13) Read online

  Scott

  Thought to be too old for children, until he gives her triplets!

  A sexy pregnancy romance by Katie Dowe of BWWM Club. Features another free bonus book.

  Kadine Washington is a workaholic travel agent. Her boss threatens her to take a much-needed vacation.

  After a recommendation from her client, she decides to stay at an organic farm where she can relax and rejuvenate.

  It’s there that she meets the handsome and charismatic owner Scott Taylor!

  One day, a snow storm strands them in a nearby farmhouse, cutting them off from the rest of the world.

  Little do they know that those two passionate days will completely change their lives!

  When Kadine gets back to work, she is surprised to find out she's carrying triplets!

  Kadine has never thought about marriage or children until now.

  Will Kadine reconcile with the idea that her life may drastically change?

  Or will she decide to push Scott away?

  Find out in this sexy romance by Katie Dowe of BWWM Club.

  Suitable for over 18s only due to smoking hot sex scenes!

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  Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Bonus Book – Je t'aime

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

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  Chapter 1

  “It confounds me how you can set up vacation packages for other people and not yourself.” Kadine’s best friend and doctor for the past twenty years muttered as she finished her examination. “You have been having dizziness and nausea for the past two weeks, and to my disappointment, it has nothing to do with you being in the family way.”

  “As far as I know you have to have a man to be able to do that.” Kadine teased her.

  “Not in this era.” Doctor Marcia Barnwell told her darkly. “There are other ways of having children these days.” She scribbled something on her pad quickly before looking at her friend. “You are exhausted, plain and simple, and if you do not take at least two weeks off, I am going to write you up to go to the hospital. So decide.”

  “That bad huh?” Kadine sighed. Peak season had just passed and she had been working overtime to give her clients the greatest deals tailor made for them. She always went above and beyond to find the cheapest and most affordable packages for those who were looking at a tight financial constraint and that was one of the reasons she remained in business for the past fifteen years and why she was in so much demand in the small town she came from.

  “You are not eating properly and you are apparently not sleeping very well either. You have lost a couple of pounds and as much as I would like to tell you that it makes you look awful and look like a scarecrow, in all honesty I cannot do so. Because being the almost perfect looking bitch you are you still look like a freaking model with big boobs!’

  “Is that your expert medical opinion?” Kadine said with a laugh revealing dazzling white teeth against coral colored lips. Marcia was right. Kadine Washington could have been a model and had contemplated it when she was in her teens but had decided against it. She was tall and curvaceous with flawless cocoa brown complexion, large dark brown eyes and a thick head of dark hair that she wore to her shoulders. Her lips had always caught the attention of her many male admirers because of the fullness of the bottom one.

  “It is,” Marcia said with a grin. “Two weeks off and book yourself into one of those lovely health and welfare vacation inns that you have been booking for your clients.”

  “It is off season now so I suppose Michael and Delia can manage without me for two weeks,” she calculated swiftly in her head the amount of things she had to get done before she took the time off.

  “I am sure ‘Dream Travel’ will not fall apart by the time you get back.”

  “I should think not!” Kadine retorted. “I spent too many years working my tail off to get it where it is right now.”

  “Your health comes first,” Marcia leaned forward and touched her hand briefly. “You are my best friend and listen when I tell you that there are more things in life than a business that belongs to you. You need to find a good man and settle down and start raising a family.”

  “I think that ship sailed a long time ago,” Kadine said tamping down the regret from inside her. She had spent too many times investing into her travel agency to think about a husband and children and she suspected that it was too late now. She had two sisters and a brother who was married with children of their own so she had resigned herself to being an aunt instead of a mother and her best friend Marcia had kids of her own that she was godmother to.

  “It is never too late for a shower of rain,” her friend sprouted the saying glibly, causing Kadine to laugh again.

  “So when does my vacation begin?”

  “Today is Wednesday,” her friend looked at her desk calendar. “You have until Friday to tie up everything and I expect you to leave by Friday afternoon. I mean it Kay, no longer than that.”

  *****

  “I cannot believe you are actually taking two weeks off,” Delia said in amazement as she wriggled her size fourteen body into one of the chairs in front of Kadine’s packed desk. “You took two days off fifteen years ago to attend your sister Karen’s wedding in Australia and a day to attend the wedding of your brother Khalif in Florida.”

  “There is no need to point it out to me, Delia, I was the one who went to both those places,” Kadine told her dryly. She had come back from Marcia’s office two hours ago and had informed her staff that she had been forced to take a vacation. “We have a minimal booking at this time of the year. Mr. and Mrs. Sutherland will be taking their annual trip to Jamaica and insist on staying at Sandals Resort in Montego Bay even though they said they had a trying time there the last time they were there. I have spoken with the manager and everything is sorted out. Michael will be dealing with the singles package for Lorie and her friends so that is covered.”

  “Go and have fun and meet a man or two, we will be fine.” She said with a grin.

  “I am not on the lookout for a man.” She told the younger woman impatien
tly as she answered some emails that had been sent to her from various vacation resorts. She had already booked two weeks at Taylor’s health and welfare inn for herself. It was off season now she was basically going to have the place to herself.

  “Get me the little B&B in Italy. The one we had booked for the Stevenson last January and tell Margot that we would like to reserve one of the suites for longer this time. They have been raving about the place and want to spend at least two weeks there.”

  “Righto,” Delia wriggled back out of the chair and got to her feet. “Make sure you enjoy yourself honey. You deserve it.”

  *****

  Scott Taylor plunged his fingers through his wheat blonde hair and stared at the figure on his computer for a moment before logging out. The carrots and corns were making headway and the strawberries that he had spent so much time on had already made its way into the international market. He settled back against the worn leather of his chair with a smile on his handsome face. Scott had come up with the idea of turning his father’s regular farm into an organic one ten years ago and had ignored the doubters when they said it would not work. He had bought up acres and acres of lands with rolling hills and bubbling natural streams that cut into the middle of the land and drifted into the river at the foot of a particular rise where you could sit and look at the surrounding neighbourhood. He had started out with two farm hands and the old reliable tractor his dad had left for him and had gradually made headway into the farming industry. He had been a part of triplets for his parents and the two had died in infancy: a boy and a girl, which had devastated his mother and sent her to an early grave. Scott had always felt the loss of his brother and sister even though he had been a baby when it had happened. His father had basically given up on the farm allowing it to run down somewhat until Scott had revived it after coming home from college one semester and seeing the dilapidated buildings and the abandoned look about the place. He had quit college in his second year and had taken over, determined to make it big and he had done so above and beyond anything he had ever expected. He had been named the youngest organic farmer in the states and one of the most influential in the world. He had been written up so many times in the health foods magazines that he had stopped reading about himself and becoming excited. He had gotten the idea of opening several health and vacation inns and had seen many celebrities taking refuge at the number of inns he had available. He had transformed his father’s farm house into a massive redwood structure complete with a chimney and had bought thoroughbred horses and cattle that provided pure and creamy milk that made the most delicious smoothies that one had ever tasted. He had done all that and it had eaten into his social life so much that at age forty-three he was still single. He had played around with Sheryl Gaskins from the neighbouring cattle farm but had discovered that the woman only wanted to be Mrs. Taylor to serve her own means. He had broken it off with her realizing that he had only been half-heartedly involved. He lifted his head as his door was pushed open. “What’s the use of making lunch for you if you are going to make it go cold?” his cousin Patsy tsked as she came in bearing a tray of his favourite chunky roast beef sandwich and creamy vanilla malt. Fresh apples and strawberries grown on his farm were to one side as well as fresh green vegetables.

  “I thought you would ring your fancy bell as usual,” he responded, his dark blue eyes twinkling as she placed the tray on his desk.

  “Very funny,” she sniffed good naturedly as she took the things off the tray and laid them out. “You need to eat; you are as skinny as a rail.”

  “Pure muscles,” he told her with a straight face.

  Patsy looked over his toned and muscled forearms and had to agree with him. He did not allow his men to go out in the field and do all the work. He worked alongside them and was like one of them. There were days Patsy and his household staff would not see him; he would spend the time making sure everything was okay with the plants. He had worked tirelessly in the early days hardly taking the time to eat or sleep just to get the business underway but now that he was established and a billionaire in his own right he did not do as much. Patsy sent him a dry look as she collected the tray. “You will be around for supper?”

  “Would not miss it for the world,” he assured her as he bit into the delicious sandwich. “Top notch as usual.”

  A pleased smile lit her homely features as she headed for the door. “It started snowing again. I guess February is showing us its usual.”

  “It sure is,” he glanced out the large bay window and saw the powdery flake drifting down. “I have to get out there later to see what’s happening.”

  “Be sure to keep warm,” she said a little gruffly before heading out.

  Scott ate the delicious meal until nothing was left. He was thankful that Patsy had come to live with him when her husband had passed away five years ago. She had been a broken disillusioned woman bemoaning the fact that her husband’s illness had left her bankrupt when he had suggested that she come and work for him and be his personal cook. She had jumped at the offer and taken charge of the entire household leaving him time to run his business. She had never had children, and even though he was just a few years younger than he was, she had taken him under her wings making sure that he ate and took care of himself. He smiled fondly as he remembered how he had protested when he came home one afternoon to find her folding his clothes and putting them away.

  “You gave me back my life so this is nothing,” she had told him solemnly and continued folding.

  He had stood there looking at her straight back before going into his home office. He had no idea that what he had done meant so much to her! He got to his feet and stretched as he got ready to head out.

  *****

  Kadine let herself into her apartment and headed straight for the kitchen. As usual she had forgotten to eat. She had been so busy pitting things together for her impending vacation that she had gone through with just coffee and a stale biscuit she had found in her desk drawer. Marcia had warned her about that very thing and she had gone through without eating. She looked into her pantry with a frown, realizing that she had been meaning to stop at the grocery store and pick up a few items and had come home without doing so. With a sigh, she took out a can of vegetable soup and grabbed a loaf of potato bread to go along with it. She put on the can of soup to warm as she sliced the bread. A cup of coffee as well would do the trick. She had been driving along and visibility had been poor due to the snow coming down. It was February 12, two days away from the most romantic time in the world and she had seen people scurrying over to the mall no doubt to get last minute gifts for their loved ones. Every time it came around to Valentine’s Day, she always told herself that it did not matter to her but she would fill her days with work and spend the nights wondering why she had never tried to find herself a man and have a family! She had been in a brief relationship ten years ago with a colleague of hers but it had turned out wrong. He had told her that he was happy that she was not considering having children because he could not stand ‘the little brats’ as he had put it at the time. She had left him immediately telling him that even if she did not have children for herself, she had her nieces and nephews who came around during the summer to spend time with her. He had tried to pretty it up by telling her that he had not meant it that way but it had been too late. Kadine took her solitary meal to the counter and sat and ate while she looked over a report Michael had given her. She had to admit that she was looking forward to going off and forgetting work. It was going to be a refreshing change.

  *****

  Snow covered the grounds as far as their eyes could see. It had started coming down rapidly with hardly any warning, hardly giving them time to move the cattle into the huge barn for shelter. Scott’s boots made soft squishy sounds as he made his way towards the enormous greenhouse he had erected sometime ago. He lifted the flap and went in to find his men tending to the plants as if they were new-born babies. He nodded as they looked up and went over to the toma
toes and touched the leaves slightly noticing the moisture there. He had a love affair with food, especially food fresh from the rich soil and spared no expense to make sure they were healthy. He gave a swift look around and then with a smile of satisfaction he made his way out. He had been planning to fly his private jet for a function at the Elite Club where he had been a member for the past two years but he was having second thoughts about it. The weather called for indoors and staying put. One of the mares should be foaling anytime soon and he wanted to be there for it. He pulled off his gloves and dusted the fine snow off before heading up to the hills to look around. There was going to be a chance of flooding if the weather continues and he wanted to make sure that everything was in place. It sure was breezy! He thought wrapping his thick jacket around his long lean frame. He was going to make an early night of it and would advise the men to do the same as well. This weather called for a rich cognac or a very warm woman. He had the cognac but the warm woman was not available. He would have to make do with the alcohol, he thought with a grin. With a final look around, he headed back up to the farmhouse, his steps light as he could smell the beef stew from all the way out here!

  *****

  “Why would you want to go to a place as remote as that?” her sister Kandy demanded as she heard where Kadine was going. “You could very well come and stay here with me and Brianna.”

  Kandy was a lesbian and had struggled with her sexuality for a very long time until she had decided that she was going to be true to herself. “You and Brianna have very hectic schedules. She is a photographer and you are a commercial actress. What kind of vacation would that be for me?” Kadine asked her dryly as she methodically packed for her trip, frowning as she looked at a pair of leggings that had a rip in one leg.

  “You could go and stay with Karen or even Khalif,” she murmured thinking that her sister was probably right.

  “My nieces and nephews, as much as I love them dearly, would drive me crazy in one day.”