A billionaire bad boy and a brilliant artist meet their match having fallen for the same untamable girl. Epic acts of love, heart-pounding sex, and emotional fulfillment follow… with a catch
Joanna has had her toes curled so often by her two hot guys that now she can barely walk straight, but maybe it’s because she now has some news to share. Nothing for Joanna is ever simply, though. One of her two guys is halfway around the world and the other seems to be pulling away keeping a secrets of his own.
What will it take for Joanna to bring her family back together with it tittering on collapse? Will sizzling hot sex be enough? Or, will it take more than Joanna is capable of providing, especially now in her even curvier shape?
Paulo is an artist whose genius is one for the ages. On top of that, he’s become rich and success while being sought after by every art collector in the world. Then why isn’t he happy? Could it have something to do with the love triangle between the woman and man that he loves? Possibly. But more likely it’s because of the demons Paulo can’t shake.
If he doesn’t shake them, they will destroy him. He’ll lose his career, family and everything he loves. Can Joanna save him before it’s too late? Or, will Devlin have to be the one who brings Paulo home?
Devlin knows who he loves and what he wants. What he can’t figure out is why the two people he cares about most seem to be pulling further and further from him. Devlin would quickly give up his billion dollar fortune for either of them. Will he have to? Or, is the secret he has in store for his two loves enough to keep the threesome happy forever?
Steamy nights, heartbreaking drama, and unexpected twists and turns makes this a story you won’t want to miss.
‘Island Candy: Baby News’ is a very steamy, ultra-high heat bisexual menage romance with explicit MF, MM, MFM and MMF scenes. Contains a not-to-be-missed HEA ending!
Joanna sat in the undignified position that so many women found themselves in. Her jeans were around her ankles and her hand was reaching between her legs into the toilet with a pregnancy stick in her hand. This wasn’t the time to not be able to go. Usually, her bladder was the size of a thimble. Today, it was like she had a stadium full of people watching.
“Come on,” she encouraged herself realizing how long she had been in the bathroom.
It wasn’t like she was at home. She wasn’t even in Exuma, the Bahamian island where she lived with Devlin and Paulo. No, she was in the bathroom of an art gallery on Paradise Island, the tourist trap of an island she was visiting when she met the two loves of her life.
Exuma was too small of an island to buy a pregnancy test on. Even if a shop had one, it wouldn’t be long before everyone on the island knew you bought it. So, instead, she had chosen to go with Ms. Mable, their housekeeper, as she picked up supplies from the main island.
Who could wait to get home to do the test, however? The package said that it would only take 3 minutes. The company had clearly underestimated how long it would take to pee with the rest of your life on the line.
Doing her best not to think about what a positive result would mean, Joanna closed her eyes and thought about the last time she and her two boys were together. It had been before Paulo had left for his trip to Japan. That had been more than a month ago, and the sex that the three of them had together had been glorious.
Feeling her body unclench, she felt the pee working its way through her body. At last, she would know. She would know if her life, and the lives of the men she loved more than anyone on earth, would change forever. It was with that thought that her body clenched and all of the pee she was about to let free, retreated back into her body.
“Damn it!” she exclaimed frustrated as hell.
“Do you need any help in there?” a male voice said from outside the door.
Joanna slapped her hand on her mouth. The art gallery wasn’t very big. It wasn’t even the size of their living room back in Exuma, and the thin bathroom door opened onto the gallery space itself. That meant that, whether they were trying to or not, everyone in the gallery could hear her. That did not make it easier for her to pee.
“No. Thank you. I just dropped something. No problem here,” she said willing to say anything to escape the helpful man’s attention.
Deciding that this wasn’t going to happen right now, Joanna withdrew the stick from beneath her and sighed. Why did the most important things always have to be so hard?
Joanna was about to pull up her pants and quickly leave the gallery when she glanced down at the stick. There was something appearing on it.
How could that be? Was the pee startled out of her? It had to be. And just like that, the rest of her life was forming before her.
Was it a minus sign? It kind of looked like a minus sign. Oh no, it’s a minus sign.
No, wait, maybe not. There was more of the symbol forming. It had four points, not two. She wasn’t looking at a minus sign, she was looking at a plus.
That was it. It was a plus sign. She was pregnant. Oh my god, she was pregnant. She was going to have a baby, and Devlin and Paulo were the dads. Were any of them ready for this?