can hug or kiss me because I don’t think I can handle that. I walk to the ferry but before I get on, I turn around. “How dare you make me fall in love with you!” I yell back at Thor. “That wasn’t fair!”
He stands stunned for a moment but then rocks back on his heels and runs toward me. When he reaches me, he holds me close. “If you’re in love with me, why are you leaving?”
“You told me to.”
“You told me you wanted to leave. Your plan. Something about vanilla lattes and vision boards.”
“When you say it that way, it sounds stupid,” I complain. He holds me in his arms, like he’s never going to let go. I sink against him, letting him take my weight.
“I don’t want you to stay out of guilt or something worse. I want you to want to stay the same way that I want you to stay.”
“What way is that?” I ask.
“Like Bert and Jean, like Charles and Matilda.”
“You’re not selling your point very well.”
“You know what I mean, Beryl. Love. I love you. Slow burn, forever kind of love.”
It sounds wonderful. I want it to be true, but I’ve been fooled so many times before, and it’s always ended badly. I step back out of his embrace. “I’m stupid. I’m a bum magnet. I’m so stupid that I spent two years in jail because of it. I may be stupid, but I’m smart enough to know how stupid I am.”
“I’m not arguing your logic,” he says, smiling.
I slap his arm. “Don’t smile. Don’t be happy. How dare you be happy?”
“Okay. Sorry. But you love me and you’re stupid, and that makes me very happy.”
It starts to rain in earnest. Big round drops penetrate my clothes. I lean back to get a good look at Thor. “You’re happy that I’m stupid? Did you get into Jean’s medical marijuana stock?”
“I’m happy because I’ve changed your plans,” he says.
“You what?”
“I’ve changed your plans. I’m saving you from yourself.”
“Hey, you don’t save me. I save you,” I say, punctuating my words by poking his chest.
“That’s what I meant to say. You’re saving me by loving me and letting me love you, and I hope you’ll let me share your bed…which is my bed, but that’s beside the point. So I’m changing your plans, and you’re coming back with me.”
“Until you get the inn up and running?” I ask, my hope fading into the distance.
He nods. “Up and running and until we’re as old as Jean and Bert.”
“That’s really old.”
“I want to grow old with you.”
“You’ll probably look great, but my face will be hanging to my knees,” I say.
“I can’t wait. Although…”
“Although what?” I ask, worried.
“I can handle the face, but you might want to think about shaving your knees. I was nearly flailed alive by your leg stubble last night.”
“I’ll think about it,” I say, and my stomach growls. Suddenly, I’m starving. “Hey, is there a Sizzler on this island?”
“If there isn’t, I’ll build you one,” he says, and takes me into his arms and kisses me while the rain continues to pour.
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CHAPTER 1
There’s a whole lot of sex going on. At least I’m assuming it’s sex. I’m seeing limbs flinging this way and that, bodies stuck together, pretty much the whole shebang...no pun intended. It could be a mugging, but that usually happens with one’s clothes on, and this is happening with a definite lack of clothes. The couple also looks very happy, which is not normally the go to emotion during a mugging.
Now, their arms are wrapped around each other with her leg up around his hip. It’s like an erotic romance book cover. If I wasn’t watching through a closed window, I’d bet money that I’d hear some moaning. Lots of moaning.
Who wouldn’t moan while in Thor Stockman’s arms? He’s one of the best looking men on Summer Island, which is chock full of good-looking men. He and newcomer Beryl were hit
He stands stunned for a moment but then rocks back on his heels and runs toward me. When he reaches me, he holds me close. “If you’re in love with me, why are you leaving?”
“You told me to.”
“You told me you wanted to leave. Your plan. Something about vanilla lattes and vision boards.”
“When you say it that way, it sounds stupid,” I complain. He holds me in his arms, like he’s never going to let go. I sink against him, letting him take my weight.
“I don’t want you to stay out of guilt or something worse. I want you to want to stay the same way that I want you to stay.”
“What way is that?” I ask.
“Like Bert and Jean, like Charles and Matilda.”
“You’re not selling your point very well.”
“You know what I mean, Beryl. Love. I love you. Slow burn, forever kind of love.”
It sounds wonderful. I want it to be true, but I’ve been fooled so many times before, and it’s always ended badly. I step back out of his embrace. “I’m stupid. I’m a bum magnet. I’m so stupid that I spent two years in jail because of it. I may be stupid, but I’m smart enough to know how stupid I am.”
“I’m not arguing your logic,” he says, smiling.
I slap his arm. “Don’t smile. Don’t be happy. How dare you be happy?”
“Okay. Sorry. But you love me and you’re stupid, and that makes me very happy.”
It starts to rain in earnest. Big round drops penetrate my clothes. I lean back to get a good look at Thor. “You’re happy that I’m stupid? Did you get into Jean’s medical marijuana stock?”
“I’m happy because I’ve changed your plans,” he says.
“You what?”
“I’ve changed your plans. I’m saving you from yourself.”
“Hey, you don’t save me. I save you,” I say, punctuating my words by poking his chest.
“That’s what I meant to say. You’re saving me by loving me and letting me love you, and I hope you’ll let me share your bed…which is my bed, but that’s beside the point. So I’m changing your plans, and you’re coming back with me.”
“Until you get the inn up and running?” I ask, my hope fading into the distance.
He nods. “Up and running and until we’re as old as Jean and Bert.”
“That’s really old.”
“I want to grow old with you.”
“You’ll probably look great, but my face will be hanging to my knees,” I say.
“I can’t wait. Although…”
“Although what?” I ask, worried.
“I can handle the face, but you might want to think about shaving your knees. I was nearly flailed alive by your leg stubble last night.”
“I’ll think about it,” I say, and my stomach growls. Suddenly, I’m starving. “Hey, is there a Sizzler on this island?”
“If there isn’t, I’ll build you one,” he says, and takes me into his arms and kisses me while the rain continues to pour.
Download the next installment of the Five Wishes Series: Quick Bang
QUICK BANG Excerpt
CHAPTER 1
There’s a whole lot of sex going on. At least I’m assuming it’s sex. I’m seeing limbs flinging this way and that, bodies stuck together, pretty much the whole shebang...no pun intended. It could be a mugging, but that usually happens with one’s clothes on, and this is happening with a definite lack of clothes. The couple also looks very happy, which is not normally the go to emotion during a mugging.
Now, their arms are wrapped around each other with her leg up around his hip. It’s like an erotic romance book cover. If I wasn’t watching through a closed window, I’d bet money that I’d hear some moaning. Lots of moaning.
Who wouldn’t moan while in Thor Stockman’s arms? He’s one of the best looking men on Summer Island, which is chock full of good-looking men. He and newcomer Beryl were hit
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