Eight weeks is only the beginning...
The moment Leila Amis meets her gorgeous new boss, top Miami Realtor Nicolas Adrian, she’s headed down a road of no return. When their explosive attraction culminates in a night of intense passion, she proposes a brief fling that must end when Nick leaves town in just eight weeks. But on the eve of his departure, he turns the tables...and their clandestine affair ends in bitter regret.
A year later, Nick still feels the pain of Leila’s rejection after he asked her to move to Manhattan with him, only to have her vanish from his life. Now he’s back with an irresistible offer in the magical city where Leila runs her own boutique real estate agency. As they give in to long-suppressed desire, Nick’s plan to win her back is threatened by a professional rivalry. With even more at stake this time around, can he seal the deal and make Leila his forever?
NADINE GONZALEZ was born in New York City, the daughter of Haitian immigrants. As a child, she was convinced that NYC was the center of the universe. But life has its twists and turns, and eventually she landed in Miami. She fell in love with the people, the weather and the unique mix of cultures. Now this vibrant city has become her home and muse.
Raised on a steady diet of soap operas, Mills & Boon romances, music, movies and classic literature, Nadine hopes to infuse her novels with her diverse influences.
A firm believer in work-life balance, Nadine is a lawyer, but also a fashionista, political junkie, art lover, amateur illustrator, wife and mother. You can reach out to her on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter.
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Nadine Gonzalez
ISBN: 978-1-474-08273-0
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© 2018 Nadine Seide
Published in Great Britain 2018
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They walked quickly along the hedge-lined path, as though being chased. Along the way, they were serenaded by the sound of water spouting from the mouths of marble cherubs, gushing down waterfalls and swirling into lazy lagoons. It wasn’t enough to calm her. This wasn’t an aimless stroll. His pace was deliberate. Nick was searching for a place for them to hide together, rather than from each other. They stumbled across a coral-rock grotto with a narrow opening that let in a splash of moonlight. He pulled her inside.
She wiggled her hand free. “We could’ve talked outside.”
He took a step, wandering deeper into the cave, marveling at it. “No, we couldn’t.”
“I don’t know what you’re thinking, Nick. I’ve changed.”
“Are you sure? It’s only been a year or so,” he said, facing her now. “You look the same.”
“I’m sure.”
She stepped back and found there was no ground to gain; the cave was wide but shallow. Nick closed the gap between them.
The past echoed in the enclosed space. Light of my life.
“Nick.”
His tone softened. “Come on, Leila. It’s me.”
Welcome to Miami, the city that is always hustling. Blame the heat, sticky humidity, clash of cultures or rise of the sea levels, but Miami is a city in a constant flux of renovation and expansion. Miami Dreams is a two-book series set in the world of high-end real estate. It features young professionals eager to secure a part of that multimillion-dollar business.
The women are smart, unquestionably ambitious and unapologetically sexy. Like the city itself, they have a Caribbean flair and hot tempers. When they meet the objects of their desire, their hearts combust.
The men are career driven and unstoppable until, of course, love brings them to their knees.
I hope you like it here as much as I do. Come to play, or stay and fall in love.
For notes on writing, illustrations and mood boards, follow me on Facebook at NadineGonzalezNovelist.
To lasting love!
Nadine
For Ariel and Nathaniel, my loves. You make my life beautiful.
For my parents, who have always encouraged me to work hard and strive for excellence.
For Ariel, who made this dream come true.
Thank you, Dominique, Murielle and Martine, my siblings, for all the laughs. You make life fun. Warm thanks to Martine, best little sister and most loyal friend anyone could have. And thanks to my cousin Pascale and my dear friend Sarah for believing in me from the start.
Thanks to the vibrant local writing community and the amazing writers I’ve met at the Miami Book Fair workshops: Roxanna Elden, Natalia Sylvester, Terrence Cantarella and A. J. Hug, who have helped shape the early drafts of the “real estate” manuscript. #MiamiWrites
Finally, I am grateful to the editors at Kimani Romance—Shannon Criss, for her expert guidance, and Keyla Hernandez,