Flashback Friday: An Island Christmas

Ah. The first, and only, non-paranormal romance I’ve written to date 🙂 One of my favorite stories, and the first I published with Evernight.

AMAZON ~ BARNES AND NOBLE ~ KOBO 

 

BLURB:

After Blue Malone and her best friend are forced to cancel their Christmas vacation plans, their boss offers them the keys to his private island home in the Caribbean. The island home is gorgeous, and Blue can’t wait to relax and explore the lush surroundings.

Though, they are not alone on the island. Constant Abbett, the son of her boss, is a part-time resident of the island and is currently there on break from work. Blue has been attracted to him for years, since they met seven years ago, but she’s never voiced that attraction, for fear of him not wanting her back. She doesn’t want to ruin a great friendship. But with him so close, and the attraction to him growing by the minute as they spend time together, Blue knows she can’t hold her feelings back. She can only hope he feels the same way.

 

EXCERPT:

Blue woke early the next morning, wanting to watch the sunrise, as Kristopher and his family talked often about the beauty of it. After making herself some coffee, she walked out to the boat dock, standing at the end. One boat was docked to the right of her—a nice one but not screaming ‘I’m rich!’. Blue, and Sherilyn, loved the water and loved to fish, so she could greatly appreciate the boat.

She had a fleeting thought of taking it out for a spin to go fishing, but she hadn’t asked permission for that, so the thought really was fleeting.

The sky was just hinting with color, and a warm breeze caressed her skin, as she was wearing her pajama shorts and tank top.

“Good morning.”

Blue jumped a little, almost spilling some of her coffee at the male voice. Turning, she saw Constant walking toward her. “Constant Abbett,” she chided, “you startled me.”

“My apologies.” He smiled—blessed with the cutest, sexiest dimples she’d ever seen—and gave her a hug when he reached her.

“Welcome to the island.”

She returned his smile. “Thanks, and good morning to you.”

“You seemed in the moment, taking in the ocean, so I announced myself halfway to you so I wouldn’t startle you.” He
clucked. “Guess that didn’t work.”

“Nope.” She took a sip of coffee. “But I appreciate the effort.”

“Thought you would.” He winked.

Blue tried her damnedest to not look at his bare torso and arms. He was lean and strong, which she knew was due to his job. Constant built extreme treehouses all around the world, and his body certainly agreed with his occupation. She wouldn’t deny she’d been attracted to him since the day they met, but hadn’t voiced or acted upon it because she wasn’t certain he felt the same way.

She was no prude, but she really cared for Constant and didn’t want to ruin the friendship they had. When his blue-green eyes turned to the ocean shortly after his wink, she remembered the reason she was on the dock in the first
place. She turned forward again, not wanting to miss the sunrise. Her body had wanted to stay in bed, as Sherilyn had, but she wanted to experience the sunrise more so…

“I love watching the sun come up here,” he said, only a few inches away. “It never gets old. Always beautiful, mesmerizing.”

She smiled, gaze on the amazing colors awakening in front of her. “You sound like your father.”

He chuckled. “We’re a lot alike in some ways.”

The rising sun mesmerized her as it spread across the ocean and came onto the island, so breathtaking and beautiful—she couldn’t look away.

“Wish I brought my camera,” she whispered.

“You’ll have six more chances while you’re here,” he replied in a hushed tone. “I take it you found everything in the kitchen okay?”

She cleared her throat, turning to face him, tearing away from the tropical sea and sun. “Yes. It’s an amazing house, and the pictures I’ve seen don’t do it justice. Your mom did a fantastic job creating the perfect relaxing getaway.”

Pride lit in his eyes. “That she did.”

“Your treehouse looks amazing, too, by the way. I barely noticed it was there.”

“As you know, it took two years to finish because of my other jobs, but it was worth it. I’d be happy to show you and Sheri.”

“I’d like that. I know Sheri will as well.”

He ran a hand through his short, sandy blond hair. The light scruff he sported was a little darker. It hid part of the scar running along the right side of his face, from a fall from his bike when he was ten years old.

Damn, the man was sexy!

“Out of all the treehouses I’ve built, it’s one of my favorites.”

She took a sip of coffee. “Your work is pretty amazing. You saying that makes me want to see it more.”

“It won’t disappoint.” He winked again, and her body warmed. “Just so you’re aware, Kade will be joining us soon. We have some business off the island so he’ll be staying here after that.”

Kade was his best friend and she didn’t mind him joining them one bit. “That’s fine,” she replied as they started to walk back to the house. “We like Kade.”

He laughed lightly. “I’ll be kicking back in my house for the day, so feel free to come by when you’ve dressed and eaten.”

She blushed lightly. Oh God, she wasn’t even wearing a bra! “Count on having company.”

“Good. And now, I shall bid you adieu.” He took her hand and kissed the back of it. “Enjoy your day, Ms. Malone.”

“Why thank you, Mr. Abbett.”

 

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