Author: Jackson Kane
Title: Bigger & Badder
Series: Caldwell Hope Billionaire Romance
Genre: Billionaire Romance
Release Date: July 18, 2020
Publisher: Hot Tree Publishing
Cover Designer: BookSmith Design
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𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱’𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗖𝗘𝗢 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗻. 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻?
I became the youngest billionaire in history because I'm ruthless—Bigger and Badder than my competition. That's also why I know investing in this small town's football stadium is a waste of my time.
What I didn't know was that she was living here.
Judy is the girl who got away. I've thought about her for years—the night when we danced together... how she felt in my arms.
Now, I finally have a chance to make her mine. But doing so means going all-in on an investment that's doomed to fail.
And I never, ever fail.
𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝗲?
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦-𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘴𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭-𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘏𝘰𝘵 𝘛𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘗𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘕𝘖 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘺, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵-𝘸𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘏𝘌𝘈.
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Garrett turned to face us. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and waited for us to run to him. He made no motion that he was going to move or be inconvenienced in any way. Almost all of the stadium lights were on, which made the vision of him more imposing. He was one arrogantly confident man in a sea of green. It looked like the whole world was his stage.
What an ass.
The least he could do was meet us halfway. Who did he think he was?
Dad had a genuine grin on his face when I eventually joined him. Everyone else huffed and puffed behind us. Someone told the band to start, and they did. Fortunately for the musicians, they all had string and not wind instruments.
“What is it?” I asked Dad cautiously. I thought he’d be furious at the stunt Garrett pulled, instead he almost looked impressed.
“Smart. Very smart,” he said, clearly to himself, through winded breaths. Dad cocked an eye at me when he saw me listening intently. “It’s a power play. Not only did he shock us out of whatever preplanned spiel we had in mind by jumping out of the helicopter, but by forcing us to come to him instead of the other way around, he’s making a statement even before the meeting begins. He’s saying that—”
“He’s in control,” I interrupted absently as I studied Garrett who patiently waited for us to approach. With a nickname like the Grim Reaper of whatever, I imagined some gaunt, ugly guy, not a tall wall of muscle.
God, he was handsome.
His short brown hair was lightly tousled by the wind, but still parted to one side. With broad shoulders and chest, and thick arms, he filled out his tailored suit and jacket perfectly. Not even Gloria’s billionaire husband, Richard, dressed this well.
“For now.” Dad winked at me. “Your old man’s still got a few tricks up his sleeve. Keep up, Judy.”
“Huh?” I asked, slowing down. I wasn’t paying as much attention to Dad as I should have been. My brain could either ogle over this hottie or walk, not both. I forced my head down and sped up, reminding myself that this was business and that I had to be professional. “Yeah, of course!”
I wasn’t great at being professional, but I was trying. I really wanted to show Dad that I could handle the responsibility this time. I wasn’t about to let some rich guy screw me up. No matter how handsome he was.
“Mr. Sullivan?” Garrett asked, extending his hand.
“Yes,” Dad said, the heaviness of his breathing from the run over had finally disappeared. “Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Walker. It seems you took the scenic route.”
“I like to make my own way.” Garrett had a hint of a New Zealand accent that straightened my spine. It wasn’t just that his deep, sexy voice sent shivers through me, I also recognized it.
He used to be a big deal football player. I remembered his poster was hung up on my roommate’s wall in college. It was the last thing I saw every night when I went to sleep.
He wore a few days of stubble over his chiseled jaw; it wasn’t thick enough to hide the dimples in his cheeks, but it was dark enough to highlight his light, piercingly blue eyes.
Wait a minute. Why was everyone so hot and bothered over a football player? Last I heard, he quit playing five years ago. He was pretty, but he was a jock. I hated to stereotype, but playing football and running a stadium were completely different things.
How much could he possibly know about that side of things?
Garrett smoothly surveyed the crowd that gathered around him. Everyone said hello, some tried to introduce themselves fully, but no one could hold his interest long enough to get out their full title. Then, to my surprise, his gaze stopped on me. His eyes were the color of cresting waves and about a thousand times as deep.
“And who is this?” he asked.
“Me?” I gasped as if those waves were crashing over and drowning me. I didn’t ask him to notice me. It wasn’t like I was standing out in a crowd fangirling or anything; I was slightly behind both Dad and the other board members. For the first time in my life, I was at a loss for words.
“Uh, hi.” I smiled, stammering the words out like a gibbering idiot. Garrett patiently waited, giving me all his attention. The band played a little louder to relieve some of the tension, but that seemed to only make everything more intense between us. I felt like I was going to turn into a puddle under his gaze. “They call me Judy—”
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