Chapter 1 Stephanie needed this break. She was so burnt out on her career as a teacher and she only been in the classroom 2 years. A long weekend getaway by herself in Savannah, Georgia was the cure. She loved teaching children. She loved the age group she had. 3 rd graders were still eager to please their teachers but independent enough to not need her every time she turned around. Stephanie was frustrated with all the meetings, paperwork, testing, and changes that were taking place with the curriculum (most she didn’t agree with). Being a new teacher, she didn’t feel it was her place to voice her opinion just yet on how much she disagreed with the decisions being made. So Stephanie kept her mouth shut and trudged along. And now the school year was over. Finally! Stephanie thought over her 2 nd year of teaching as she basked in the sun on Tybee Beach. She didn’t want to dwell on it so she put her ear buds in and tuned in to her favorite music station on her iphone. She loved R&B music. It was sexy and made her feel things she rarely, if ever, experienced in real life. Looking up and down the beach, she was the only person that was a “single”. Every group was either a family enjoying vacation, a couple having a day in the sun, or a group of friends hanging out. “Well all my friends are married and don’t need a 3 rd wheel,” she mumbled under her breath. Not that she was upset about being alone. Stephanie made a choice to come here alone. She needed the serenity of being at peace with her thoughts and dreams. After her break up with her longtime boyfriend, she needed this time by herself. Where to start with Jeffery? He was arrogant, spoiled, and just plain mean. Not in a physical way. He never hurt her with his hand. It was always with his mouth. Jeffery was always cutting her with his words and it felt just like a knife. Most people looking at him thought he was a great catch. Stephanie knew otherwise. She and Jeffery began dating just before her graduation from college and their relationship had been off and on for two years. Jeff was always compensating for what he was lacking in: a dick. Jeffery was small and not in height. Not that Stephanie slept around to know the average size of men but she knew from her newly married friends that he was not well endowed in the least bit. And their relationship wasn’t based on bad sex. It was his bad attitude as well. Stephanie finally had enough of the criticisms, rude remarks about everything, and him in general that she broke things off for good and headed down south for some hot sun. Tired of lying on the beach, Stephanie decided to cool off in the blue Atlantic Ocean. She took her ear buds out and tucked her iPhone in her bag. Walking to the crashing waves, she caught a glimpse of a group of men throwing a football. One man stood out from the rest. He had dark brown hair, trimmed stubble on his chiseled chin and squared jaw, and icy blue eyes that caught hers as she was walking to the water. He radiated Alfa male and had a body to die for. Stephanie quickly looked away from his sexy stare. She was not here for a man. She was here for herself. Or so she thought. Swimming out in the ocean was such a relief. Stephanie felt that she was washing all her worries, cares, and stressors away as the waves crashed over her body. She swan until she was out far enough that the waves weren’t breaking. Bobbing in the blue water was like bobbing though life. So she let her body drift with the current of the ocean. She wished life was this easy. Instead, it was like fighting the waves all the time lately. Her stress was already melting away in the sea. Stephanie was beginning to feel like a new woman. Coming to Savannah alone was the best decision she had made for herself.
Chapter 2 Brian enjoyed throwing a football on the beach with