Next to me sits an admittedly cute guy who is leaning back, soaking up as much sun as possible on his already tanned body.
With his eyes closed and mine covered with sunglasses, I take the liberty of discretely scanning him from head to toe. More than cute, he is downright handsome, with a lean face, perfectly shaped lips, and dark unruly hair being blown about. A crop of whiskers covers his jaw and sides, as if he didn’t want to bother shaving for few days. My fingers itch to see if it would feel rough, or had it grown beyond that and reached the tickly stage. His chest with a light dusting of that dark hair is on full display as the planes of well-formed pecs and abdominals testify to a more-than-decent workout routine. Muscled legs are stretched out before him, crossed at the ankles. His sculpted arms are spread out along the rail behind us, and if I were to relax, my back would brush his hand.
But nervousness and anticipation keep me upright as I shift my gaze out over the water again, my hands clutching the edge of the bench while my legs bounce as I dance in my seat.
“Have you ever been parasailing?”
I jump at the voice coming from the man beside me. The deep, lazy drawl strokes over me and I instantly want to beg to hear more. I turn toward him and my gaze collides with the most alluring eyes I have ever seen. They’re a light, sea-foam green rimmed with black. Exotic. Mesmerizing. His mouth quirks as I continue to stare, unable to break away. When he lifts a brow, prodding me to answer, I barely find enough moisture in my mouth to get my lips and tongue moving.
“Uh, no, never.”
“You’ll be perfectly safe and come away with a memorable experience.”
“You’ve obviously been up before?”
“I have,” he states simply.
After another moment of staring at him, I turn away, unable to handle his intensity. But once again I jump at the sound of his voice, his breath nearly teasing my ear.
How the heck had he moved so swift and silent that I hadn’t even noticed?
“Relax,” he murmurs. “You’ve nothing to fear.”
I nearly moan at the caress of his words as the hairs on my body rise with excitement.
“I’m Guy, by the way.”
I turn and find myself within inches of him. “Addy.” I easily manage the lie.
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Park Avenue Princess by Laura M. Baird
Contemporary Romance
All I ever wanted to do was please my parents. But when I realized that wasn’t going to happen, I stopped trying and did as I pleased for the first time in my life.
Was I a spoiled princess? Far from it. But I did take a vacation. And met a stranger I think I fell in love with. Worse, it terrified me and I ran. Like a coward.
Imagine my shock when I learn he’s right here in New York City.
Guy Hamilton is the man I could never stop thinking about, and when our paths cross again, I learn it’s been the same for him.
While we work to uncover a corruption scandal involving both our parents, startling revelations come to light, and our world is turned upside-down.
Will our love be enough to remain unscathed and come out on top together?
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