Warm up the winter nights with this HOT
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Bayside Passions
Bayside Summers, #2
Bayside Summers, #2
by Melissa Foster
Releasing January 10th 2018
World Literary Press
World Literary Press
The Book Junkie Reads . . . Review of . . . BAYSIDE
PASSIONS (Bayside Summers, #2) . . . Fun, light, flirty, sexy hot
chemistry. Return to Bayside and the characters that drew you in the first go-round
or come find the characters that will have you coming back again. I am giving
away nothing. This was a good read watching how Emery and Dean became friends
and then watch as their bond only strengthens when she later moves to town and
becomes a part of the community. Emery was the woman that wanted to keep
friends in the friends zone only. She was moving forward with her life in her
new community and wanted to keep things on the right track. Dean was the sweet,
loving, wonderful male that would make that great girl’s friends. But he wanted
so much more with Emery. He fell hard for her from the very beginning. Thinking
things will progress forward when she moved to town. He did not understand that
he would have to work for it even harder.
I loved
getting to know more about Dean and Emery. The other secondary characters
brought much character and dynamics to this read. I was looking for more
strength from Emery, but she still pulled off the role. These two pulled off
the perfect friendship to lovers. They had a quality friendship built with
trust, respect, time, and distance. They came together and it just grew to a
deeper level.
Bayside Summers series:
Bayside
Desire – Bayside Summers, #1
Bayside
Passions – Bayside Summers, #2
Bayside
Heat – Bayside Summers, #3
Blurb
When Emery Andrews’s best friend, Desiree, moves
away, falls in love, and opens a an inn all in one summer, she feels her
absence like a missing limb. Until she visits over the holidays and meets
sinfully hot Dean Masters, who’s as easy on the eyes as he is to talk to. After
returning home, what starts as a flurry of late-night flirtations quickly turns
into a deep connection and unexpected friendship. Now, months later, Desiree
offers Emery a job teaching yoga at the inn. Adventurous Emery jumps at the
chance and heads for Wellfleet, Massachusetts, to reunite with her BFF and her
new close friend, Dean.
After months of sharing their lives, and their secrets,
over video chats and phone calls, Dean’s ready to move things to the next
level. The fact that Emery seems oblivious to the sparks between them and has
recently put her foot down about dating friends just means he’ll have to bide
his time.
When Emery finds a naked man in her kitchen the
first morning she’s there, Dean doesn’t hesitate to move her into his guest
room. Maybe now Emery will see what’s right before her eyes–although that guy
she’s got a date with might be a problem.
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Excerpt
After a nice long
shower, she dried her hair and threw on a pair of cutoffs and a peach tank top,
all the while hoping Desiree had enjoyed amazing sex last night so she’d make
one of her delicious, fancy breakfasts. She assumed Violet had had a fun night,
although they hadn’t made any noise that she could remember. Could Violet have
had bad sex? Maybe it really isn’t the length of the sword, but how
expertly they wield it. She laughed to herself, imagining if that had been
the case, Violet would have kicked his butt out of the house long before
morning.
She headed over to
the inn to question Desiree about long-dong naked man. Cosmos,
the dog Desiree and Violet had inherited along with the house, greeted Emery at
the kitchen door, yapping and trying to crawl up her legs. He was some sort of
terrier mix, with pointy ears, mostly gray, wiry fur, and big brown eyes. She
scooped up the scruffy pup and he licked her chin. “Hey there, matchmaker.”
Desiree’s mother
had lived in the house for a few months before tricking Desiree and Violet to
come out and stay there last summer. Unbeknownst to them, as part of a grand
matchmaking scheme to bring Rick and Desiree together, Lizza had trained Cosmos
to climb the fence and swim in the pool at Bayside Resort. It had worked so
well, and Desiree was so happy, Emery almost wished Cosmos would work some
magic for her.
That would take a
miracle.
Not a single
person in her family seemed to know how to have a lasting relationship. They
were a boisterous, opinionated bunch, and because of that, she knew they were
not easy partners. Her brothers were constantly flirting and
rarely held their tongues. She had the not-holding-her-tongue thing down pat,
and as for flirting? Well, she was pretty good in that department, too. The
trouble was, several men she’d gone out with had accused her of flirting with
other guys even when she wasn’t.
She stepped inside
and set Cosmos on the kitchen floor. The sounds of spatulas on pans and
laughter filled her ears. Desiree stood at the stove flipping pancakes. Dean,
Rick, and Drake sat at the table, shirtless, their bronze physiques on display
as they scarfed down breakfast. They were all athletic, but damn.
Rick and Drake looked like boys next to Dean’s Adonis-like body. The way they
were shoveling food into their mouths, she wondered if they’d run the entire
length of the Cape. She might not find love, like Desiree had, but she knew
she’d find plenty of other types of happiness here at the Cape.
“Hey, Em,” Desiree
said.
The guys looked
up, and Rick and Drake mumbled “good morning” around their food.
Dean smiled, lifting
his chin in greeting as she plucked a piece of pancake from his plate and
popped it in her mouth.
“Hey, doll. Sleep
well?” Dean asked.
“Mm-hm.” She
reached around him and grabbed his coffee, helping herself to a sip. Dean
intercepted the mug before she could set it back down and took a gulp. “But the
naked guy in the kitchen kind of threw me for a loop.”
Dean spit coffee
all over the table. “What?”
“Watch it!” Drake
flew from his chair, causing Cosmos to bark and setting Emery and Desiree
laughing.
“Jesus, Dean.”
Rick brushed coffee from his chest. “What the hell?”
Dean grumbled
something that sounded like “sorry,” his angry eyes locked on Emery. “What
naked man?”
Desiree tossed
Rick a towel and said, “There was a naked guy in Violet’s kitchen?”
Emery shrugged.
“Yup. Tall guy, well hung. Des, any idea who Violet’s banging these days?”
“No.” She handed
Emery a plate of pancakes. “I know she has an old friend who lives in the area,
but she refuses to tell me anything about him.”
“Well, they didn’t
make a sound, so either I slept like a log or their tryst should go down in
the Guinness Book of World Records for the quietest sex ever.
Do you have a tent I can borrow for the next few days?” Emery asked.
“You’re staying at
my place,” Dean said adamantly. He carried his plate to the sink and began
scrubbing it clean.
“I can’t intrude
on you,” Emery said. “I’ll mess up your mojo or something.”
He turned off the
water and faced her, arms crossed, jaw tight. “My mojo is already messed up,
and I’m pretty sure ‘or something’ follows you everywhere you go. You can, and
you will, stay with me. It’s not safe for you to be around strange
naked guys.”
“Think it’s safe
for her to be around you?” Rick asked.
Dean glared at
him.
“Dean would never
hurt me.” Emery sat down at the table and speared a pancake from the platter
Desiree set before her. “You sure you don’t mind, big guy? It’s actually
perfect, considering I can walk there,” she teased. “But I
have to warn you, I’m not the neatest person, and I suck at cooking, but I’ll—”
“Keep her out of
your kitchen,” Desiree warned. “I’ve seen her cook. Not only will your kitchen
never recover, but neither will your stomach.”
“Truth,”
Emery said, and ate another forkful of pancake.
“I don’t need you
to cook or clean. Just stay out of my gardens and we’ll be fine.” Dean glared
out the window over the sink at Violet’s cottage, looking like he was
strategizing World War III.
“Okay, thanks.
I’ll get my stuff after breakfast,” she said.
“I’ll get
your stuff and take it to my place while you eat,” Dean said. “I’m working in
the hospital gardens today. I’ll make you a key while I’m out and text you when
I get back.”
Before she could
say a word, he stormed out the door.
“That’s a man on a
mission,” Desiree said as she sat down beside Rick.
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Author Info
Melissa Foster is a New
York Times & USA
Today bestselling and award-winning
author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance and new adult
romance with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after
you turn the last page. Melissa’s emotional journeys are lovingly erotic and
always family oriented–perfect beach reads for contemporary romance lovers who
enjoy reading about wealthy heroes and smart, sassy heroines.
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