Ok.. so.. I’m good at school, so..I work in a bookstore, so.. I love to read, and sure.. I can talk about books all day long, especially while helping someone find just the right book to read next.
Since when is being passionate a bad thing? Well, Clay Connelly sure seems to find fault in everything I do. To him I’m just “Nerd Girl”.
Since the day my mom and I moved here to Seaside, Oregon he seems to have made it his life’s mission to harass me and try getting under my skin. I am so done with that!
Despite my best efforts and against my own better judgement, my heart still pounds when he is near and I can’t seem to help wanting to kiss him and slap him at the same time. If that wasn’t confusing enough, his penetrating grey eyes dive straight into my soul. I can’t help but wonder what he sees there and why he wants to look in the first place.
After a bold and probably foolish move on my part, Clay is determined to haunt me and make this summer unforgettable.
Little did we both know, but this summer would indeed be unforgettable in every meaning of the word. Just not the way he had planned!
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She grabs the worn copy from me and hands me a newer looking one, “You can borrow this one, if you’d like to read it. This is a classic and will always be my
favourite one. Until the day I find my own Mr. Darcy, everyone must live up to him.”
“Mr. Darcy, huh?” I say turning towards her, promises made to her mom fast forgotten, I take a step to close the gap between us. Changing our positions, I push her back to her bookshelf and place both my hands on each side of her head. My insides burn with need to get another taste of this delicious
creature in front of me.
Lifting one hand off it’s resting place, I run a finger down her cheek all the way to where her collarbone meets her neck, “Can Mr. Darcy do this?” I taunt, her pupils enlarge in response.
Tilting my head, I decide to replace my finger with the tip of my tongue, “Does Mr. Darcy feel like this?” I tease, her breath hitches, chest rising and falling up against mine in a rapid speed.
I place an open mouth kiss to her collarbone “Can Mr. Darcy make you shake with need?” I growl in her ear, earning myself a needy moan.
Her hands tangle in my hair, as she pulls me to herself making us one, “Mr. Darcy has nothing on the way you make me feel, Clay,” she says in a breathy way and crushes her lips to mine.
**subject to change, unedited version
** copyright ©️ by Cata Ree
Welcome to Summers in Seaside, a small town located along the Oregon Coast and home of the Seaside Festival. This brand new series of short contemporary romance stories is filled with sun, sand and summer adventures that will tug at your heart strings.
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She loves the clicking sound of the keyboard, a new book smell, or the way her kindle hits her face as she falls asleep during reading.
Cata Ree lives in Cochrane, AB, Canada surrounded by the beautiful Canadian Rockies with her beautiful family .
When she’s not writing, or reading, she can be found running after her gang of hooligans, also knowns as her children and husband.
She can be reached at: catareeauthor@gmail.com
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