that into motion with Bubba. Or maybe, I needed to get my life back on track and not be worrying about jumping in the sack with my old high school sweetheart. Either way, I'd call him if I was darn good and ready to call him.
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Katy Beck is Caribbean bound with her best friend until a sip of bad luck makes everything go foggy and dark. Next thing Katy Beck knows is either her best friend is playing a bad joke, or she just stole her husband, her money and her looks. To make things worse that soon to be ex-best friend, Sabrina, just left her on the porch of an old run down shack, in the middle of a mountain, with only her beach bound attire.
Katy had a way of making the worse seem better and maybe a good guardian angel or two. As luck would have it, she was plopped right in the lap of one very hot war hero and famous journalist. However, life isn’t always as easy as it seems and Katy wants to make sure she offers more back in her life then a set of DDs and a pretty smile.
With every trick of the trade, Sabrina left a trail of misery for Katy. However, that is nothing a good sense of humor and new great friends can’t take care of. Plus, a little shiny thing called gold doesn’t hurt either.
Chapter One
In a dreamy state of mind, I settled into my husband’s limousine. I snuggled up alongside my best friend, Sabrina. We sipped our mimosas and began watching the sunrise, on the cool crisp fall morning. The empty road toward the airport seemed to go on forever. We were destiny bound for a long week in the Caribbean, for a girlfriend’s getaway, while my husband acquired yet another company.
I looked off into the horizon, watching the sun that was just starting to peak up and crest its rays upon the golden fields of farmland, lining the way to the airport for several miles. It felt like heaven was reaching out with fingertips on those golden fields of grain.
I felt Sabrina’s hand grab mine as she whispered into my ear. “Drink up girlfriend. This is going to be the best trip yet.” A childish giggle exited her recently plumped up lips, and her hand guided my mimosa into my mouth. I took a very large gulp and watched from the corner of my eye as my husband’s driver, Haus, had a suspicious look in his eyes from the view of the rearview mirror. I passed it off quickly as I was very tired from not sleeping the night before, since I was always anxious before flying. This time, I was a nervous wreck.
I glanced back over to Sabrina and smiled as I took another sip of my mimosa. I let the cool feel of the drink wash down my throat. I looked into her blue eyes and saw a twinkle to them as her lips smiled wide. My voice sounded slightly slurred to my ears. I passed if off as being tired. “We are going to have the best time.”
Something was different about Sabrina this morning. She spent the last few months getting more work done on her body, face and hair, then what was considered normal. I was suspecting a new boyfriend was within reach. I took a long look at her beautiful features and thought to myself that since we had become best friends she had begun to look more like me every day. The blue eyes were natural. However, the long blonde hair, same hairstyle and fake boobs, practically matched my natural blonde hair and God-given curves men found so enticing I passed if off as a compliment. Who wouldn’t want their best friend to look, dress or even act like them after the three years they had been friends? Best friends at that.
The last thing I remembered was the heavy feeling of my eyelids, as I rested my head against the back of the leather seat, facing towards the rising sun. I drifted off into sleep thinking of the ocean, the beach and the wonderful trip that was ahead of us. That was the last thing I remembered before my reality became a nightmare.
I woke up to the sound of slamming doors. I pried my eyes open, then squeezed them closed and slowly opened them as