Lance King, known as Blue, is the charming, local surfer bad boy everyone falls for. This comes in handy since he enjoys taking advantage of privileged college kids as they throw money around wherever they go. What turns out to be a typical spring break quickly changes when he meets the one tourist who exceeds his expectations.
Phoebe McCormick is on her way to having the time of her life. With Panama City Beach in her sights, and her two best friends by her side, the possibilities are endless, or so she thinks. What she isn’t expecting is Blue, the local surfer to nearly ruin her long anticipated spring break. Her carefree attitude and his charismatic personality is the perfect combination for a successful friendship, but their relationship turns out to be anything but. Once the fantasy world of spring break is over and life resumes in Pennsylvania, a secret she thought she’d be able to keep hidden emerges, making it difficult to ignore.
He steals her money, but she will steal something far more valuable from him — a memento that will forever change his life.
She is a thief.
He is her victim.
**This is a standalone**
Maybe he can be my one-night stand. I’d do him. Shouldn’t I at least have a memorable night of sex before I go back home? Hell, I’m getting ahead of myself. He might not have any interest in sex. He might be one of those rare guys who still have morals and not fuck the girl until the second date. He pushes up on his arms, giving me room to breathe. “Please don’t tell me you’re mad. My feelings will be hurt if you didn’t enjoy that as much as I did.” He smiles and it’s infectious. I shake my head. “No, I’m not mad. A little surprised. And you’ve left me wondering what your intentions are now,” I state, challenging him to spill his guts. “Does there have to be an agenda?” he asks. “Can’t a hot guy such as myself kiss a beautiful girl like you all because he wants to see if her succulent lips taste as good as they look?” I narrow my eyes at him then bust out in laughter. “That has to be the corniest pick-up line I’ve ever heard. Do you say that to all the girls?” “No. Just the ones I want. Just you,” he says with a blank expression. His clear, blue eyes burn into mine with too much seriousness for my liking. Whatever it is he sees in me, he needs to erase the vision quick. I’m not one to settle into a serious relationship, especially a long distance one. And I’m definitely not one for a good lay whenever he sees fit, if that’s what he’s going for. If sex is involved, it’s because I want it. My mouth suddenly goes dry. I don’t know how to take his declaration. “Well, okay then.” He rolls away from me, resting his body on his elbows. “Sorry.” He looks up at the starry sky. “Molly gets pissed at me when I don’t use my filter.” He turns his head and looks my way. “I’m kind of straight-forward. I don’t see any sense in pussy-footing around with what I want to say—or do.” “Nothing wrong with that, I guess,” I say with a shrug. “I prefer someone to be honest with me rather than feed me a line of bullshit. But as for doing what you want…that can get you in a lot of trouble. You’re lucky I didn’t haul off and punch you in the face.” I chuckle. “But, you’re Molly’s brother and I like her, so I don’t want to screw things up with her because of you. Besides, you’re not bad-looking either. And you’re a pretty good kisser, too,” I say as nonchalantly as I can.
Catching me off guard as I’m staring into the same sky as him, he’s back in my personal space. This time his pretty eyes are hidden in the depths of the night. “Perfect. Because I’m ready for another round of your tongue,” he says as he goes in for the kill. I shove my arm in between his body and mine before our lips touch and push him off of me. “Don’t press your luck, lover boy.” Dramatically, he falls on his back, holds his hands over his heart, and throws in a few faux sniffles. “Wounded.” Tilting my head in his direction, I give him an apathetic glare. “Tuck your lip back in before you get sand in it.” He shakes his head. “Damn, girl, you’re harsh. You reject me then pour salt in my wounds.” I can see him looking at me from the corner of his eye, and he’s trying to contain the smirk on his face. I hope he never attends acting classes because he’ll fail miserably. He quickly flips over to his side and props himself up on his elbow. “So, you wanna go out later tonight?” “Wasn’t one rejection enough?” “Psshhh…I’m secure enough with my game to allow a little refusal here and there. It obviously hasn’t stopped me.” “So I’m a game to you?” “No, baby cakes, you’re definitely not a game. I can already see that you don’t like to play,” he adds, protruding his bottom lip. Would I be a bad person if I admit I want to suck on that lip? Of course, I won’t tell him, but his lips are mighty tasty. And they felt amazing against mine. Maybe I could have a little fun with him while I’m here. Stick to one guy for the week instead of taking my chances with some random freak. I sort of know him, and I sort of know his sister. They seem like good people, so he would be perfect. Plus, he carries a love ‘em and leave ‘em vibe, and that is, after all, what I need. No strings attached. Propping myself up on an elbow, I turn to face him. “Because I feel sorry for you and your enormous ego, I’ll hang out with you tonight. Let me text my besties one more time to see how they are.”
Jill Patten was born a Yankee, but raised a southerner. She lives in the small town of Mayberry, North Carolina which was made famous by a popular TV show back in the sixties. (Maybe there will one day be a statue of her at the end of Main Street. Ha! A girl can dream, right?)
Jill has always loved to read, even during reading labs in middle school for reading comprehension. Judy Blume was her first author she hero-worshipped, maturing to revere the works of Stephen King. With all the fantastic authors today, she simply cannot choose a favorite. Her taste is very eclectic and she loves almost all genres. When she’s not captivated by her fictional characters, she spends time with her sweet husband and two beautiful children.
Music is her muse. Jill also loves elephants, sarcasm, and anything made with sugar, especially sweet tea. She enjoys all things rude and crude and laughs at stuff she probably shouldn’t. She has been accused of being bossy a time or two, but doesn’t really see it herself.
All in all, Jill is just a small town girl in this great big world trying to enable your book addiction.
Oh, and if you read her book, please leave her a review – good or bad, she’ll love you forever.
Phoebe McCormick just wants to live a normal life. But you don't always get what you want. Phoebe is living on borrowed time, but she won't let this stop her from trying.
Phoebe is able to save enough money to go Florida with her two best friends for spring break. Unlike her friends, her parents have had to save every penny they can for her medical bills. Phoebe has never felt nothing but love from her parents but that doesn't ease her guilt.
Phoebe is going to make this spring break count.
But like I said, you don't always get what you want. While leaving the airport, someone grabs her wallet and all the money she has for the week.
Lance "Blue King. Has made Marcus a promise and he has to revert back to old habits to make good on this promise. The girl he pegs at the airport as his victim looks like she comes from money and Marcus is more in need that she is. I'm sure she can live without another name brand accessory. He doesn't feel bad about it, not like he'll ever see this person again....
But you don't always get what you want.
Later that night while at Club Le Vela, Lance comes across someone spinning around clumsily. Either this person is drunk or walks to her own beat, which I'm cool with. Getting closer, yep she is drunk.....and she just feel face first into the water. When he gets to her and pulls her from the water, something happens. She starts kissing him, and he lets her. Why not. Oh wait, she's drunk that why not. She won't remember and he isn't that much of a d***. As much as I don't want to I pull her away and take her back to her hotel......
Phoebe can't remember what happened the night before. Had to be big, she lost her panties. And this just pisses her off as they were her favorite. She can only hope she didn't embarrass her self.
So when Lance is introduced to Phoebe by his sister Molly, a lifeguard at the beach, he can't believe Phoebe doesn't recognize him. This just makes him feel more like crap once he gets to know her and pegged her all wrong at the airport.
Lane is a "one and done" type of guy. So much to his surprise, he likes Phoebe and wants to do what he can to make her spring break memorable. The least he can do. They spend the week together and sparks fly.
What happens after the week? Will Blue's guilt get the best of him and he confess to Phoebe. Can Phoebe let him in?
I loved this story. It was very sweet and funny with some steamy scenes. I didn't want this story to end. I didn't even cover half of what happens, there is so much and it is such a great story.
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