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    Zoia: Fabulous, #3
    Zoia: Fabulous, #3
    Zoia: Fabulous, #3
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    Zoia: Fabulous, #3

    By Suzanne D. Williams

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    Zoia Fisht hid herself away in an ultra-modern townhome devoid of anything personal except for her many pets. With billions of dollars at her disposal, unlike other girls her age, who'd use it frivolously, she spends it salving her conscience at dozens of charity events.

     

    Kain Wayland moved to Florida from his family's Texas ranch to care for his aging grandmother, but after she passed a couple years before, made no effort to return home. He's carved a life for himself here, but maybe not a productive one. He's kept everything around him the same, refusing to move on.

     

    Introduced to Zoia through one of her rich girlfriends, he finds himself taken with her reclusive nature and shaken from his stagnancy. But their forced friendship takes a troubling turn when the walls she's erected around her heart reveal a secret that might be too huge to forget.

     

    Book 3 of 3 in the FABULOUS series. A rich girl. A cowboy. By best-selling author, SUZANNE D. WILLIAMS. Clean Romance for Teens.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSuzanne D. Williams
    Release dateOct 10, 2020
    ISBN9781393133469
    Zoia: Fabulous, #3
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    Suzanne D. Williams

    Best-selling author, Suzanne D. Williams, is a native Floridian, wife, mother, and photographer. She is the author of both nonfiction and fiction books. She writes a monthly column for Steves-Digicams.com on the subject of digital photography, as well as devotionals and instructional articles for various blogs. She also does graphic design for self-publishing authors. She is co-founder of THE EDGE. To learn more about what she’s doing and check out her extensive catalogue of stories, visit http://suzanne-williams-photography.blogspot.com/ or link with her on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/suzannedwilliamsauthor.

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      Zoia - Suzanne D. Williams

      SUZANNE D. WILLIAMS

      © 2016 ZOIA (FABULOUS) Book 3 by Suzanne D. Williams

      www.feelgoodromance.com

      All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the publisher.

      This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any similarity to actual people, organizations, and/or events is purely coincidental.

      CHAPTER 1

      His nerves rattled harder than a calf at a loose gate, his palms damp and a line of sweat dripping from his brow. Shuffling his feet for the hundredth time, the heels of his boots thunked hard on the wooden boards of the stage. Cain’t believe you talked me into this, he said without turning around.

      The hand of a girl curled over his arm and tugged him around. Ariel Veich. He met eyes with her and her boyfriend, his good friend, Joey Randolph. Joey he trusted, and he’d been the one to ask him to come. Ariel, she was pretty, but, like the girl they’d sent him here to meet, way out of his league. He wasn’t into climbing social ladders and hobnobbing with debutantes. He didn’t need piles of money to survive, just clear skies, a tank full of gas, and country tune on the radio. That was his idea of the perfect day.

      You’ll do fine, Ariel said. She’s looking for a narrator, someone with the perfect voice, and I know you can do it.

      He could – if she wanted a man with a Texas drawl. Remind me what you’re doin’ for me afterward.

      Ariel smiled and squeezed his arm. There isn’t a better person than Zoia Fisht, but she’s lonely. She simply won’t admit it. Look, no one is asking you to fall in love. Try out for the part, have a nice conversation, and take it from there.

      Kain Wayland?

      A woman in a black pencil skirt called his name from the stage entrance, and he blew out a breath. Sure could use my hat. Which they’d told him he didn’t need. But his head felt too light without it.

      Shaking his hands to settle himself, Kain ignored the tango happening in his gut and walked toward the woman, pausing just inside the stage door. She smiled at him, a weak good-luck expression, then, at the sound of a voice spoken out of his view, patted him between the shoulder blades and sent him forward.

      He blinked back the overhead lights blinding his eyes, and gradually took in the grandeur of the theatre.

      He’d always had a love for historic architecture, and this place had plenty of history to share. Built sometime in the 1920s, its art deco detailing harkened back to a fashionable time when the nouveau rich were happy tossing dollars into extraneous projects, all meant to make them look in-the-know and socially superior. Of course, back home during that era, what’d been built was far beneath this and surrounded by a lot of dust.

      Your name? asked the girl on the front row.

      He could barely see her, but had been shown several pictures. She was attractive, pale blonde hair, silvery eyes, and a fair complexion. She was also, or so he’d been told, a loner, dedicated mostly to her pets and a string of civil programs, including this one, a drama geared to raise money for restoration of the building. A worthy cause, but not his reason for coming.

      Kain Wayland, he said, dipping his chin.

      Tell us a little about yourself, Zoia said.

      He cleared his throat. The third son of four, born and raised in Texas.

      Texas? She didn’t ask like she was surprised, more like she found anyone living in Texas strange.

      Yes, ma’am. Little town called Hammock Hills, ’bout an hour south of Abilene.

      How’d you end up in Florida?

      Kain focused through the glare of the lights. She had two other girls on either side. One, he recognized as Felicia Torrence, the third of her and Ariel’s friends. The other appeared to be making notes on a yellow pad of some sort.

      Came to visit my grandmother and never left. She’s passed on now, but left me all her things ... a lot of knickknacks I haven’t any idea what to do with.

      Why he’d shared that with her he had no idea, but it was truthful. He’d had two good years with her, then one day she’d sat in her chair, her Bible in her lap, and simply ... left. It was like her to go like that, peaceful and at her own time. She’d not had any health problems, had been set up financially, but a year later, he still hadn’t gone through her things. He slept in the same guest bedroom, sat only on the right-hand side of the couch. The left had been hers.

      I’m sorry for your loss.

      Thank you, Miss. Again, he nodded.

      She straightened then, reaching for a sheaf of papers in her lap. I’d like to hear you read the opening sequence. Her brow drew tight. You were given the part?

      He was, but didn’t need the script to remember it. Memorization came easy for him, on account of the many hours he’d spent as a youth sneaking off alone to read some book he’d borrowed. He’d lived, between chores and school, in the daydreams in his head. That’d also partially convinced him to come today. A drama sounded like fun.

      I know it by heart, he replied, but if you don’t mind my saying so, it’s hard to perform in all these lights. I’d much prefer a pretty face to look at. I can come down there or you can come up here, else I’ll just go and not waste your time.

      She started, a moue forming on her lips. I hardly think ...

      Felicia leaned into her ear then, and Zoia turned, staring at her. That’s highly irregular, she said. "He won’t have a personal audience if he gets the part. However, I guess I’m willing to give some leeway. He is the last person trying out, and I admit to being tired."

      She rose in one graceful motion and headed for the stage steps.

      She looked fabulous, a filmy red blouse that showed off her delicate shape and a pair of fitted black slacks. Her pointed-toe patent heels gleamed in the multitude of lights, and as she approached, he inhaled the flowery scent of

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