Underneath It All. Lori Borrill

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her life had been a lie, that she wasn’t the person she thought she was, and that her real roots hadn’t even been in California.

      She was actually a native Southern girl, and like an immigrant looking to make her way back home, she’d come to Atlanta to try and sort through the clutter that had become her life. She’d taken a step down in her career, seeking out the small cable show believing the slower pace would give her time for reflection.

      Unfortunately, the job proved to be more demanding and hectic than she’d expected. She hadn’t had time to think, much less reflect on where she belonged in this world. She’d become uncertain, a little homesick, and began doubting her move to Georgia. Until the lottery win that changed their lives and her perspective on everything.

      Nicole had taken it as Fate assuring her that though this path might be rocky, she was on the right road, and despite the media frenzy the win propelled them into, it had given her a sense of comfort that she’d been longing for.

      Until Liza and her lawsuit.

      Liza Skinner was Nicole’s predecessor on the show and one of the founding members of Just Between Us. She and the other four lottery winners, Cole, Jane, Zach and Eve, had been playing Lot ‘O’Bucks since they started the show three years ago. But when Liza took off without a word, the group needed to replace her, and with Nicole coming in to fill her position at the station, she thought she’d go the distance and take her place in the lottery pool as well.

      At just a few dollars a month, Nicole figured, why not? And when they won, leaving them all to split thirty-eight million dollars after taxes, she was happy she had.

      Unfortunately, a win this big made national headlines and drew Liza Skinner out of the woodwork. She hadn’t wasted time coming back to Atlanta to claim her portion of the prize, and though the group hadn’t felt she was owed any part of it, apparently Liza’s lawyer disagreed. Since then, their winnings had been on hold, everyone’s plans suspended, and Nicole had gone back to wondering whether or not the South was really meant for her after all.

      Surely, all these things coming to a head were simply catching up with her tonight. Walking into this undersea garden and its atmosphere of sex and romance, she was simply letting the strain of the last several months carry her away.

      That’s all it was.

      Right?

      She looked into Penny’s evil wide-eyed gaze. “You should bid on him.”

      Nicole attempted to act as though that were the most ridiculous thing she’d heard, but even she could feel the weakness in the effort.

      “I’m not bidding on anyone,” she replied, not sounding the least bit convincing.

      “Come on. We’re researching this auction for the show. What better way to gain insight than to play along.”

      Nicole glanced at Eve, who actually seemed to be going along with Penny’s crazy idea.

      “She’s got a point,” Eve agreed.

      Biting her lip, Nicole turned and eyed him once more. It was one thing to admire the man from afar. Heck, it would even be another to wander over and start a conversation. But to force him into a date by winning him in an auction? Could she really go that far?

      Taking in another drink of the sexy stud, she wondered who she was kidding. Of course she could. In a heartbeat.

      “You need to do this,” Penny said. “For the show.”

      “For the show,” Nicole repeated.

      DEVON BRADSHAW SIPPED HIS bourbon while admiring the sweetest thing he’d seen since his mother’s peach pie. Tall, blonde and beautiful, the woman had captured his eye with just a glance and gave him hope that this night might not end badly.

      He and his brothers, Bryce and Todd, had been roped into this charity event by their sister, Grace. At the time, she claimed she hadn’t realized it was a bachelor auction, and when offered the opportunity to back out, Bryce, the sensible one, did exactly that. Devon planned to follow until Todd challenged him. The one who goes for the highest bid wins, loser has to double the winner’s bid for charity. Even then, Devon tried to weasel out of it until word of the challenge got back to Grace and the charity organizers and one thing led to another and…well…here he was, wondering what he’d end up with after the night was through.

      All in all, it was good for business, just another stop in a string appearances aimed at keeping Bradshaw Investments in good corporate standing with the major money-handlers of Atlanta. As future CEO of the family business, functions like this had become one of his least favorite parts of the job.

      But the stunning blonde across the room changed everything.

      Slim, striking, fresh as a summer day, the woman had that special something that left him with hope. More fit and slender than plush and curvy, she had a runner’s body and light caramel skin, the type who wouldn’t look foreign in roller blades and jeans, but easily softened into a Southern belle in that pretty pink dress and heels.

      He liked the contradiction, and as he continued watching her through the crowd, he wondered if the look in her eye meant this night might end on a high note.

      “I can’t believe you two are really doing this.”

      The whining voice of reason came from Bryce.

      “Would you stop with the complaining already? Besides, I thought you’d enjoy spending the evening watching Todd’s public humiliation.”

      “Neither of you should be humiliating yourselves at this auction. We should all be back at the office trying to figure out who’s stealing money from the company.”

      Devon scoffed. “We don’t know that there’s any stealing going on, and if there is, we’ll get the report from accounting once they pinpoint the discrepancies in the books.”

      “This is serious. We should be more hands-on about this.”

      There being the statement that reminded Devon on more than one occasion that Bryce should be the one inheriting the job as CEO of Bradshaw Investments. If their father had made the choice based on who was best suited, it would have been Bryce all along. The man had the eye for numbers and the wit for business that made him the natural choice. It was only birth order that put him in the position as head of finance instead.

      According to their father, William Devon Bradshaw III, who inherited the family business from his father, William Devon Bradshaw Jr., tradition had it that the next logical CEO would be the next William Devon Bradshaw. That had been the assumption from the day Devon was born, and every step he’d taken in life had been leading toward that end. He had a masters in economics and business management, had been working with the firm since his apprenticeship back as a teen.

      It was all laid out for him, just as it had been laid out for all the Bradshaws before him. The only problem with the whole scenario was that he was bored to death with the job, and he’d only now come to the realization that life wouldn’t get more interesting the farther up the ladder he went.

      Though technically still in charge, their father had been slowly stepping back, letting Devon handle the operation, and now that he’d finally had a glimpse of the life he was to inherit, he didn’t like what he saw. This business of investments and numbers was comatose at

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