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KEEPING MR. RIGHT
NOW
Kisses in the Sand #1
Robin
Bielman
Red-Hot Bliss
Entangled Publishing
Releasing
Aug 18th, 2014
A
temporary agreement neither could keep…
Brainy, organized Sophie Birch is no beach bunny. In fact, she’s totally out of her element among the sun-bronzed crowd at a film festival in beautiful White Strand Cove. When a surf lesson introduces her to Zane Hollander, suddenly she's up close and personal with the world's sexiest surf star. But what can a great-looking, experienced athlete possibly see in a klutzy out-of-towner who’s never set foot in the ocean?
Zane Hollander's playboy reputation has never been a problem…until recently. Now his management team wants him on his best behavior to entice a meaningful new sponsor. Sophie Birch is the perfect girl to help reform his image. She's genuine and respected—and their relationship is purely fictional. But the more Sophie blooms under the beachy sun, the more Zane knows he'll just break her heart. Because nothing's more important to Zane than following the tide.
Brainy, organized Sophie Birch is no beach bunny. In fact, she’s totally out of her element among the sun-bronzed crowd at a film festival in beautiful White Strand Cove. When a surf lesson introduces her to Zane Hollander, suddenly she's up close and personal with the world's sexiest surf star. But what can a great-looking, experienced athlete possibly see in a klutzy out-of-towner who’s never set foot in the ocean?
Zane Hollander's playboy reputation has never been a problem…until recently. Now his management team wants him on his best behavior to entice a meaningful new sponsor. Sophie Birch is the perfect girl to help reform his image. She's genuine and respected—and their relationship is purely fictional. But the more Sophie blooms under the beachy sun, the more Zane knows he'll just break her heart. Because nothing's more important to Zane than following the tide.
Excerpt
“Hey. Sorry about losing you.”
“You didn’t lose me. I left.”
That she did. “Can I come in?”
She hesitated a moment. “Uh, sure.”
She stepped aside and he entered the large room with an ocean view. The sliding
French door was open, and the gravitational pull of the beach led him to the
patio.
“Nice view,” he said over his
shoulder.
“It really is. This is the nicest
place I’ve ever stayed at. Not that I’ve stayed in very many places.” She came
up beside him, and her cinnamon sugar scent teased him.
He wanted to taste her. Eat her up.
“Is this your first time seeing the ocean, too?”
“Yes,” she whispered like she was
embarrassed about it. “And I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that before our lesson
the other day.”
“No apology necessary. I’m pretty
impressed you did what you did.”
“Really?” Delight wiped out her
shame, coaxing big-ass smiles out of them both.
“You’re a lot tougher than you
look.” He turned his head toward the ocean, afraid that if he looked only at
her, he’d do something stupid. Bikini-clad women dotted the beach, but not one
sparked his interest like the woman next to him. Especially now that pink
colored her cheeks. He wanted to take her full bottom lip between his teeth,
kiss her, slip his tongue inside her mouth, and once he’d had his fill, lick
his way down her body until—
“What about you?” She curled up on
one of the cushioned patio chairs.
“What about me?” He took the other
seat, stretching his legs out and situating himself for an easy view of the
beach through the iron slats of the patio railing.
“How would people describe you?”
Her question drew his undivided
attention. “Depends on who you ask.” He smirked. “Women and men have very
different opinions of me.” The sun glittered off her auburn hair, casting a
radiant halo. “All good, mind you.”
She rolled her eyes. “Do you ever
get tired of it?”
“It?”
“The fame. Being recognized
everywhere you go. Having to always wear a certain image.”
His heart beat a little faster. The
image he shared with the world was far from the guy his family and close
friends knew. He got the feeling from Sophie’s warm, interested eyes that she
really wanted to know what made him tick. In his world, women only wanted to
know how to get in his board shorts, so it took him a minute to process her
curiosity.
And damn if it didn’t bother him
that she apparently didn’t want in his pants.
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Bestselling Author Robin Bielman lives in Southern California with her
high school
sweetheart husband, two sons, and one crazy-cute dog who loves to
chew on
everyone’s socks. When not attached to her laptop, she can almost
always be
found with her nose in a book. She also likes to run, hike, eat
cupcakes,
and dip her toes in the ocean. Writing is a dream come true, and she
still
pinches herself to be sure it’s real.
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