Unforgettable Summer: Wild Crush, Book 1 by Sami Lee Page A

time?”
    “It’s your clock,” Ty muttered absently. Summer turned to find his gaze trained on her exposed breasts. With a yelp, she stumbled out of bed, taking the sheet so she could wrap it around her body. She turned and found Ty lying uncovered in the middle of her mattress, his erection practically saluting her.
    She gulped. “Ah, sorry.”
    “Me too.” He sounded like he was smiling. Summer couldn’t tell, she was too busy staring at parts of him other than his lips. “You want to cover me with the sheet again?”
    With the only thing that was covering her? Not likely. Summer cleared her throat. “Maybe you could find your jeans and put them on.”
    “If that’s what you want.” He put his arms over his head and stretched, causing the muscles in his chest and abdomen to ripple. Along with the very sexy show he gave her, Summer finally got her answers about Ty’s other tattoos. There on his right hip, not far from the erection he wasn’t trying to hide, she saw a small yin and yang symbol. And on his left pectoral, red ink formed the shape of a heart with a crack running through it.
    A cracked heart. Courtesy of a woman? The spurt of jealousy left a bitter taste in her mouth—and it was already sour from last night’s wine-fest.
    “You sure you have to leave right now?”
    Summer wasn’t sure of anything. She’d never seen anything so aggravatingly sexy as Ty spread out on her bed in all his glory, inviting her to take the day off work. She wanted to stay. To see if he really could make her come in rolling, continuous waves like he seemed to think he could. To ask him about the tattoos. On second thought, no. If Ty had once been so heartbroken over a woman that he’d gotten a symbolic tattoo, Summer didn’t think she wanted to know it.
    At last she managed to force her eyes to his face. Her words croaked. “Do you have a shy bone in your body?”
    “Nothing shy about my bone , and if you’d care to get better acquainted with it…”
    The familiar bleep of Summer’s mobile phone sounded from somewhere in the living room. She latched quickly on to the convenient interruption, padding in her bare feet and the sheet/toga out to find her evening purse. Locating the phone, she pulled it out of the bag and stared at the digital display.
    The screen read Jasmine calling.

Chapter Six
    Pinning her sister down for an actual phone conversation was no simple feat. Summer usually had to satisfy herself with sporadic text messages and occasional emails. So when she saw the familiar name on the phone’s display, she clicked the answer button before she had time to consider if it was a good idea to talk to Jasmine right now.
    While Ty, the man who’d come between her and her sister ten years ago, lay naked in her bedroom.
    Her knees weakening, Summer lowered herself gingerly to the couch and rasped, “Hi, Jas.”
    “Whoa, sis. You sound like crap. Have a big one last night, did you?”
    Trust Jasmine to cut right to the point. Summer muttered, “Something like that.”
    “No shit?” Surprise was clear across the communications network. “I was kidding, but you really did go out? With a guy?”
    “Yes, with a guy,” Summer answered, annoyed at the implication. “I do date. When I can.” When I can be bothered.
    “Okay, sure. It’s just that I’m usually the one sounding like crap in the morning because I’ve been up all night. Instead I worked til two at the club then came home and slept like a good little girl.”
    Jasmine’s current employment was at a nightclub in Surfer’s Paradise, the Gold Coast’s most popular area for nightlife. It was also the region’s seediest spot, where illicit drug taking and alcohol-fuelled crime were routine on a weekend. Summer couldn’t help but worry about her sister working there until the wee hours of the night. She was about to ask Jasmine about it, when her sister’s question made the words freeze in her throat.
    “Who was the guy? Anyone I