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This continuation of USA Today bestselling The Keatyn Chronicles series follows the lives and loves of those who work at Captive Films. 

 

Hot, successful, playboy Riley Johnson, whose business success far exceeds his success in love. 

Movie star, Keatyn Douglas, whose epic love story has spawned a series of books and movies. 

And Dawson Johnson, who joins Captive with a tragic past. 

Expect lots of drama, sex, and tabloid-worthy events.

 

Books 8-12 are contemporary adult novels and can be read as a standalone series.

 

With laugh out loud moments and swoon-worthy guys, The Keatyn Chronicles is a fun, sexy, and addictive series you won’t be able to put down. -J. Sterling, NYT & USA Today Best Selling Author

 

 

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SUNDAY, OCTOBER 12th

Asher Vineyards — Sonoma County

ARIELA

I’m lying across my bed talking to Riley on the phone like I used to do in high school.

He’s in L.A. all week, and I’ll be at the vineyard getting everything set for Keatyn and Aiden’s wedding. We agreed to talk every night and decide at the wedding if we wanted to move forward with a relationship.

I already know I do.

I’m so glad we both ended up at Eastbrooke for homecoming. It’s hard to believe that neither of us had ever been back.

Well, not that surprising for me but, I have to say, I was shocked he hadn’t gone either.

For years, I’ve thought about—dreamed about—what I would say if I saw him there again, but the reality was better than I had imagined.

I feel like we can move forward now. Not forget the past, but get past it—if that makes sense.

And when Riley says, “I think that’s what this weekend did for me. When we said goodbye, I started focusing on what could be—what, hopefully, will be—and not on what shouldve been,” I feel even more hopeful, practically giddy.

“That’s a big shift in mentality,” I say, then hear a shrill voice calling out Riley’s name.

“Shelby, what are you doing here?” Riley says. “I told you I didn’t want to see you again.”

I cringe when I hear the name Shelby. She’s the girl who was in his penthouse wearing practically nothing when Riley and I went there after dancing at the club.

“I need to talk to you, Riley,” she says. “It’s important. Can I please come up?”

Um, no! I don’t want her going anywhere with him! “Shelby, as in naked, leather-strap, threesome Shelby?” I ask, reminding Riley that I’m still on the phone.

“Uh, hang on,” he says to me, doing something that muffles his conversation but still allows me to hear.

“Whatever you need to say, you can say here,” Riley says to her.

“God, you’re such an ass,” she hisses loudly. “I thought you might want to do this in private.”

“I don’t want to do anything with you—in public or in private,” he says, causing my heart to swell. He loves me. I know deep down in my heart that he still loves me.

And that’s all that matters.

He told me he’s been with a lot of women but only been serious with one. Me.

And I can handle it. I can be confident knowing that I was the only one to ever have his heart, regardless of what others may have done with his body.

“Well, you’re going to have to now, Riley,” Shelby shrills. “Because I’m pr—”

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. The call drops.

I quickly call back, but it goes straight to voicemail.

I pick up one of the menus I was reviewing before Riley called and double check it for accuracy, but I can’t seem to concentrate because what I heard as the call ended keeps replaying in the back of my mind.

Im pr

Im pr

Im pr

Oh my God. Did she just tell him that she’s pregnant?

Riley’s Penthouse – L.A.

RILEY

I’m wearing a huge smile as I get dropped off at my building and walk through the door, talking to Ariela on the phone.

Having her come back into my life after so many years has been both excruciating and exhilarating. But this weekend changed things. We faced our past together and, in one week, we’re going to decide if we want to pursue a future together.

As much as I want to be with her, honestly, I’m a little torn about it.

Part of me wants nothing more than to pretend we never broke up. But the reality is that she’s married. And even though she filed for a divorce, I wonder if it’s too much too soon.

In a very short time—on a whim—she came to California, was reunited with me, slept with me, filed for a divorce, got a new job, and went back to Eastbrooke. I mean, how many more life changes can she throw at herself all at once?

I loved her with everything I was in high school, and I was devastated when she left with nothing more than a goodbye.

And since she’s come back, she’s wreaked more havoc in my life.

Soon, I’ll have to decide if I want to risk another relationship with her. Even though she still looks like the girl I loved, she’s different—life, age, and time have that effect.

“Riley!” A shrill voice stops me in my tracks, wiping the smile off my face.

“Shelby, what are you doing here?” I ask, as she gets up from the couch in the lobby. “I told you I didn’t want to see you again.”

“I need to talk to you, Riley. It’s important. Can I please come up?”

I know girls like her. No way I’m letting her come up.

Ever. 

“Shelby, as in naked, leather-strap, threesome Shelby?” Ariela asks in my ear.

“Uh, hang on,” I say to her, putting the phone against my chest. Then I say discreetly, “Shelby, whatever you need to say, you can say here.”

“God, you’re such an ass,” she hisses loudly. “I thought you might want to do this in private.”

“I don’t want to do anything with you, in public or in private.”

“Well, you’re going to have to now, Riley. Because I’m pregnant,” she says, uttering the words no man wants to hear from a three-night screw.

“You’re what?”

“Do you really want to do this here?” she asks, glancing toward my doorman.

“Fine. Come up.” I drag her into the elevator. Once it closes, I say, “I don’t know who you’ve been fucking, but if you’re pregnant, there’s no way that it’s mine.”

“Yes, it is, Riley. I haven’t been with anyone since we broke up.”

“We didn’t break up. You went to a few events with me. We fucked. And I used a condom every single time.”

She shrugs. “I don’t know what to tell you. They aren’t one hundred percent effective. I’m sorry, Riley. I certainly didn’t plan on getting pregnant.”

“Aren’t you on the pill?”

“No, it made me fat.”

I shake my head. I can’t fucking believe this. But I’m not stupid either. I go into my guest bathroom, grab a pregnancy test out of the cabinet, and then hand it to her. “Take this.”

“Why do you have that?”

“Honey, you’re not the first girl to tell me she’s pregnant.” I open it up and hand it to her. “Go pee on it, bring it out, and we’ll watch. See what happens.”

She hesitates, just as they all do. “Um, I don’t know if it will work yet. I’m barely pregnant.”

“So you didn’t do a test?”

“Yes, I did a test, Riley. God, you’re being such an ass.”

She’s right. I am. “I’m sorry. Please, for me, go take the test.”

“I will, I’m just saying that they aren’t all as accurate as the one I took.” She lets out a dramatic sigh and goes into the bathroom, not bothering to shut the door. When she sees me watching her pee, she gives me a sexy smile.

I turn around.

Fuck.

Of course, thatwhat got me into this mess.

Please, please, don’t let her be pregnant.

I hear the toilet flush and turn around.

“Here’s the stick, Riley. I’m going to sit down. Pregnancy is exhausting.”

She flops down on my couch while I stare at the stick, willing the line not to change.

But it does.

I sit down on the couch next to her, holding my head. “I can’t fucking believe this.”

She puts her hand on my thigh. “I know we weren’t together very long, but we had a lot of fun. And, if I’m being honest, I like you a lot. No, that’s a lie. I’m in love with you. If I had to get pregnant, I’m glad it’s your baby. I think we should just make the best of it.”

I nod. If I am the father of her baby, I need to be a man. A father. “I agree. We’ll make the best of it.”

She does a little bounce and smiles. “And we should get married right away. I don’t want to wait until I’m showing. I saw the sexiest dress, daddy.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“I’m sorry, but now you are one! So, it fits!” She wraps her arms around my neck. I used to like it. Now, I don’t. “And you should see this dress I found. It’s got a sexy, sheer bodice. You will love it.”

“You’ve picked out a dress?” I ask incredulously. What. The. Ever. Loving. Fuck?

“Yes. I had all weekend to think about things. I called, but you didn’t answer. Where were you? And who are you on the phone with?”

I look down and see that my phone is tightly pressed against my chest. “Oh, gosh. Ariela.”

I examine my phone and see the call disconnected.

Shit.

Did she hang up on me? Did she hear what Shelby said? Does she hate me?

How can this be happening now?

“Ariela?” Shelby shrills. “Is she the girl who wouldn’t have a threesome?” She rolls her eyes. “Obviously, that won’t last long. You need someone like me, a lady on the red carpet and a freak in the bed. Speaking of that, when is the next premiere?”

“I, uh—”

“That’s okay, baby. We’ll worry about it later. We should talk about more pressing matters, like the wedding. I know they are hard to plan on short notice, but we should do it up right, don’t you think? And I found the name of the wedding planner who did Blake Lancaster’s wedding. They flew all their guests to Paris and had a whole week of parties. Wouldn’t that be so amazing?”

I feel like I’m going to puke. “You can stop with the wedding talk, Shelby. We are not getting married.”

“But—”

“No butts. I’ll take responsibility for the baby if it’s mine, and I will be part of its life—but that’s it.”

Shelby’s lip puffs into a pout. She curls her shoulders to give me a clear shot of her cleavage as she gets teary. “You don’t have any idea what it’s like to grow up in a house without a daddy.”

“No, I do not.”

“I don’t want that for our baby, Riley. I want it to have a home. And speaking of that, I think I should move in with you. My place is shitty, and I don’t think Riley Johnson would want his baby growing up in such a place.”

“I’ve never seen where you live. I really don’t know anything about you. Do you have a job?” How is it possible that I got a girl pregnant who I know nothing about? Especially when the only girl I ever wanted to get pregnant is finally back in my life.

“Of course I have a job. I’m a cocktail waitress. That’s how we met.”

“No, we met when you sat down next to me at a bar.”

“It wasn’t very busy that night, so they let me off early. Melanie, who’s a bitch, was bragging that she was waiting on you and Knox Daniels and how she was gonna get a big tip. I told her big deal, that I was going home with you. And I did. To Paris. It was the most amazing first date ever.”

While she’s rambling, I’m worrying about what Ariela may have heard. I’ve got to call her back.

“So, let’s worry about the details later. I need to make a business call,” I lie, “and need some privacy. I’ll call you later this week after I’ve had some time to digest this.”

And call my lawyer, I think to myself.

“Oh, that’s okay. I won’t bother you. I brought my stuff. It’s all downstairs. While you make your call, I’ll get myself settled.”

“Shelby, you are not moving in with me.”

No fucking way.

“If you saw my place, you wouldn’t say that.”

“Then I’ll go see your place soon—after we have a paternity test.”

“A paternity test? Seriously?”

“Yes, seriously.”

“You’re the only person I’ve slept with, I swear. I love you.”

“Okay, time to go,” I say, ushering her to the elevator. She’s the last person I want to hear those three little words from.

“But I don’t want to go,” she pouts. Honestly, I’m a little shocked at her pouting.

“Shelby, I’m in shock over all this. Give me a few days to think about things, and I will get back to you.” I expect her to drop to her knees, like she usually does when she doesn’t get her way. In the past, she was very good at convincing me to do whatever she wanted when my dick was in her mouth. The fact that she doesn’t worries me.

Instead, she starts bawling.

“I don’t want to be pregnant and alone. We used condoms, Riley. I didn’t want to get pregnant. It just happened. But now that I am, I’m so happy it’s your baby. We’ll have a beautiful life together. I’ve seen the pictures here of you with your family. Please don’t abandon me. Please don’t make me go through this alone.”

I sigh. “I won’t. I promise. And if your place is shitty, I’ll find you somewhere beautiful to live.”

Her eyes brighten, and she throws her arms around me. “Really?”

“Yes, just go home now, and we’ll get things figured out this week.”

Apparently, this has appeased her for the time being, because she allows me to escort her downstairs and send her home with all of her belongings.

I go back up the elevator, sit myself down on the sofa, and bury my face in my hands.

Pregnant?

What a fucking nightmare.

I take my phone out of my pocket and stare at it, knowing I need to call Ariela back.

But I can’t right now.

I don’t know what the fuck to say.

So I text her with a lame excuse.

Asher Vineyards — Sonoma County

ARIELA

Riley:  Hey, I have some business to deal with here and I’ll call you later. 

Business? I think.

How can leather-strap, threesome Shelby be classified as business?

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Hollywood actress, Ashlyn Roberts, just had the worst week of her life. Her ex released a sex tape of them and just when she was convinced her current boyfriend was a keeper for standing by her side, he breaks up with her at a friend’s wedding. She’s planning to drown her sorrows in booze when she meets a sexy stranger as she’s leaving the wedding and they end up in Vegas, married. Cash Crawford is offered a dream job working with his brother as a junior talent agent. He’ll put his shiny new law degree to good use and make a bunch of money in the process. His first task is simple: Keep Ashlyn Roberts out of trouble and don’t sleep with her. Which might be kind of tough, since they definitely consummated their Vegas wedding. Will this one night stand end in the quickie divorce they promised each other? Or will they realize they got lucky in love? A sexy, celebrity standalone romance novel by USA Today bestselling author, Jillian Dodd. Amazon: http://smarturl.it/VegasLoveAmz iBooks:  http://smarturl.it/VegasLoveiBooks Kobo:  http://smarturl.it/VLKobo Google: http://smarturl.it/VLGP B&N:  http://smarturl.it/VLNook

 

I lead her into her living room, sit on the couch and pull her onto my lap. She straddles me and takes my face in her hands.

“Are you really as sweet as you seem, Cash?”

Other than at my brother’s house, when we were supposedly introduced, this is the first time she’s called me Cash. I know she’s being serious.

“I’m not sweet, I’m just sweet on you.”

“That’s exactly what I’m talking about. You’re too perfect.” She runs her hands across my biceps causing me to instantly become aroused. And it doesn’t help that she keeps squirming around on my lap. Does she not realize what that does to me? I try to think about anything. Anything but the way her hips are smashed against mine. Mom. Think about Mom. Mom is in the kitchen. Mom is baking food. Baking her specialty. Warm, homemade fudge with—

Shit. Wrong thing to think of. Way wrong. Now all I can think about is the warmth inside her.

And I’m trying to be sensitive here. I want her to take me seriously.

But she knows.

She has to be able to feel me. I’m as hard as freaking granite.

“I’m sorry,” I say, attempting to move her off me. But she doesn’t freaking budge. And, truth be told, I’m not trying that hard. “I didn’t mean for that to happen. I want to talk to you about the house. I know it’s important to you. But you can’t seem to sit still and it’s driving me nuts.”

She pulls her shirt off in response.

“Fuck,” I say as she kisses me.

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VL4 Hollywood actress, Ashlyn Roberts, just had the worst week of her life. Her ex released a sex tape of them and just when she was convinced her current boyfriend was a keeper for standing by her side, he breaks up with her at a friend’s wedding. She’s planning to drown her sorrows in booze when she meets a sexy stranger as she’s leaving the wedding and they end up in Vegas, married. Cash Crawford is offered a dream job working with his brother as a junior talent agent. He’ll put his shiny new law degree to good use and make a bunch of money in the process. His first task is simple: Keep Ashlyn Roberts out of trouble and don’t sleep with her. Which might be kind of tough, since they definitely consummated their Vegas wedding. Will this one night stand end in the quickie divorce they promised each other? Or will they realize they got lucky in love? A sexy, celebrity standalone romance novel by USA Today bestselling author, Jillian Dodd. Amazon: http://smarturl.it/VegasLoveAmz iBooks:  http://smarturl.it/VegasLoveiBooks Kobo:  http://smarturl.it/VLKobo Google: http://smarturl.it/VLGP B&N:  http://smarturl.it/VLNook

 

He kisses me on the forehead. “I Vegas love you,” he says, running his hand softly down my side. 

“Why did you kiss my forehead?” I ask. 

“Because you’re the coolest girl I’ve ever married,” he teases, but I know in my heart it’s more than that.

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Hollywood actress, Ashlyn Roberts, just had the worst week of her life. Her ex released a sex tape of them and just when she was convinced her current boyfriend was a keeper for standing by her side, he breaks up with her at a friend’s wedding. She’s planning to drown her sorrows in booze when she meets a sexy stranger as she’s leaving the wedding and they end up in Vegas, married. Cash Crawford is offered a dream job working with his brother as a junior talent agent. He’ll put his shiny new law degree to good use and make a bunch of money in the process. His first task is simple: Keep Ashlyn Roberts out of trouble and don’t sleep with her. Which might be kind of tough, since they definitely consummated their Vegas wedding. Will this one night stand end in the quickie divorce they promised each other? Or will they realize they got lucky in love? A sexy, celebrity standalone romance novel by USA Today bestselling author, Jillian Dodd. Amazon: http://smarturl.it/VegasLoveAmz iBooks:  http://smarturl.it/VegasLoveiBooks Kobo:  http://smarturl.it/VLKobo Google: http://smarturl.it/VLGP B&N:  http://smarturl.it/VLNook

 

It starts with a close up of my face, then the camera pans out so you can see that I’m shirtless and lying on my stomach across the bed. I give the camera a big grin and then speak. I just married the most amazing girl. I’m not sure if she’ll divorce me tomorrow, but I sure hope not. 

The camera pans over to Ashlyn’s beautiful face and her pale shoulder. You can see she’s asleep as I continue to speak. Look at her cute toes, her hair, the ring on her finger. I bought her that. In my family, I’m the guy who didn’t want to commit. And now I know why. It’s this.

The screen flashes to a photo of the back of her. My first view. You can see her sexy ass showcased in a tight sequined dress. There is a bottle of champagne dangling from her hand.

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Vegas Love TeaserHollywood actress, Ashlyn Roberts, just had the worst week of her life. Her ex released a sex tape of them and just when she was convinced her current boyfriend was a keeper for standing by her side, he breaks up with her at a friend’s wedding. She’s planning to drown her sorrows in booze when she meets a sexy stranger as she’s leaving the wedding and they end up in Vegas, married. Cash Crawford is offered a dream job working with his brother as a junior talent agent. He’ll put his shiny new law degree to good use and make a bunch of money in the process. His first task is simple: Keep Ashlyn Roberts out of trouble and don’t sleep with her. Which might be kind of tough, since they definitely consummated their Vegas wedding. Will this one night stand end in the quickie divorce they promised each other? Or will they realize they got lucky in love? A sexy, celebrity standalone romance novel by USA Today bestselling author, Jillian Dodd.

 

I get a cab, go to the airport, fix my makeup and wig, and catch a quick flight to L.A.

When I’m safely back home, I strip everything off and hop in the shower. I’m in hangover hell, but my body hurts so good in all the right places.

I’m shampooing my hair when I notice something different.

I hold my left hand out in front of me and am shocked by the huge, gorgeous diamond ring on my finger. But then I relive the moment when those brown eyes gazed into mine as he said, I promise to make life fun, to help you live out your crazy dreams, and fuck you silly. 

Visions of our hot sex, drunken laughter, club dancing, and wedding, plague me all day.

Much like my headache.

I stare at the ring. A ring like this had to cost a pretty penny. It can’t be real.

But I remember him telling me that it was when he proposed.

He must have been lying.

I gaze into the sparkling facets. This is so my dream ring, but I know I have to give it back to him.

Especially if it’s real.

I stop and think, wondering what he did when he woke up and realized I was gone.

Did he care?

Was he relieved?

Is it what he expected? I remember telling him quite a few times that it was a no-names night. Which, in retrospect, was pretty stupid of me. Because I know he knew who I was.

I guess if he wants the ring back, he can come find me, right?

Well, that should be my answer, but it’s not.

I cannot stop thinking about him and wonder if he’s as dreamy in real life as he seemed.

 

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