Beach House by Annie Seaton

Author:Annie Seaton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ghost, surfer romance, sports romance, annie seaton, nora roberts, tarot cards, massage, alternative
Publisher: Annie Seaton
Published: 2018-05-08T16:00:00+00:00

ROSIE HAD NOTICED TAJ walking along the edge of the ocean pools as soon as he’d stepped into the sunlight. Even with the slight limp she knew that walk well; she’d watched him on enough surfing shows over the years. The only thing that was missing was the surfboard beneath his arm and she wondered how bad his injury was.

The distinctive swagger and the loose blond curls confirmed for her that Taj Brown was now sitting on the beach watching the surfers. If anyone else recognized him, he’d be mobbed.

Her mood was mellow and she wasn’t going to let his presence on the beach upset her. If he was going to live in the house, and it looked like he was, she was just going to have to wear it.

She reached the shallows and stood, tucking her board beneath one arm as she waded to the sand. Her wet hair stuck to her cheek and she reached back with one hand and wound it into a ponytail at the back of her head. As she squeezed the salt water from her hair, cold trickles ran down her neck and she shivered.

It was the cold, not Taj watching her from the edge of the path that sent goose bumps running up her arms beneath her wet suit. Her nipples pebbled as the shiver continued down her back.

Thank goodness, I put the wet suit on. She’d briefly considered surfing in her bikini this morning. If Taj was going to make a habit of coming down to the beach of a morning, she’d wear a wet suit for the whole three months.

Focusing on her breathing and staying calm, she walked across the glistening sand. A small child ran ahead of her scattering the seagulls, which took to the air squawking raucously. Three joggers waved as they passed her and she waved back. Her mornings on the beach always followed the same pattern. Familiar faces, friendly greetings. She couldn’t imagine beginning her day any other way...or anywhere else.

“Hello.” Rosie stopped beside him and wedged the end of her small board into the sand.

“Morning.” His blue eyes crinkled as he smiled at her. “You’re a surprise packet.”

“I am?”

“Surfing. Somehow, it’s not what I expected.” He reached up and pushed the hair back from his eyes. The wind was increasing and the golden curls whipped around his face. Rosie focused on that, even though her eyes wanted to stray down to the muscles outlined by the snug fitting white T-shirt.

“What did you expect?”

His shoulders lifted in a casual shrug and she gave in, letting her gaze settle on the broad chest with a sprinkling of blond hair peeking out of the V at the base of his throat.

“I hadn’t really thought about it.”

“I suppose you’re used to the tanned, blonde surf-girls.” She looked down at the strands of black hair that blended in with her wet suit. “Even in the summer, I don’t tan. I keep the sun cream manufacturers in business with my fair skin.”

“You’re very good.

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