Love Until It Hurts (Crazy Love Book 2) by Carmen DeSousa

Author:Carmen DeSousa [DeSousa, Carmen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Sensual Story Theme, Hearts Desire, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Small Town & Rural Area, Action & Adventure, College Age Adult Fiction, Crazy Love Duet
ISBN: 9781945143328
Publisher: Carmen DeSousa Books
Published: 2018-01-16T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14 – Charity

When Brock had turned toward the beach, I thought it was too good to be true. I’d wanted to suggest coming to my parents’ beach house, but I figured he’d say it was a bad idea.

I couldn’t think of one reason why it was a bad idea, though. I loved Brock, and I wanted to be with him more than anything I’d ever wanted. Definitely more than I wanted to find a job or start college.

If what I was feeling was lust, then fine, I planned to figure that out. But if it wasn’t … if it was something more, then I intended to figure that out, too.

As soon as I crossed the threshold, I dug through the basket of bathing suits by the door. One of the jobs of the cleaning service was to keep them clean and stocked. That way there were always suits for visitors. Even though I’d prefer to skinny dip, I was pretty sure Brock wouldn’t go for it.

“Here,” I tossed him a pair of board shorts I was certain would fit. “There’s a bathroom down the hall if you’re shy.”

Brock snapped up the shorts midair, then flashed me what I could only interpret as an I’ll-show-you grin before walking off.

Encouraged by his playfulness, I jumped up and ran to my bedroom, looking for my favorite suit. Before heading back out to the family room, I lit a couple candles and sprayed some of my favorite Hollister perfume on the bedspread, since the house had been closed up for a while. The last time I’d slept in this bed was nine months ago.

Well, slept wasn’t an accurate word. It had been spring break and a bunch of us had gathered for a party on the beach. But as always, Nathan had led me back to my beach house.

Afterward, while Nathan was buttoning up his jeans, he’d broken the news that he thought we should see other people over spring break and the rest of our senior year.

“Charity,” Brock called, breaking me out of my stupid thoughts. “You okay?”

I swiped away a tear. I wasn’t upset. I was mad. Mad because Nathan had used me. Mad because I’d let him. I’d believed him when he’d told me about his past. How he’d told me he needed me to keep him safe. But I wasn’t mad anymore. If Nathan hadn’t been such a childish fool, I never would have met Brock. “I’m right here. Just putting on my suit.”

Brock knocked on the doorframe. “You decent?”

“Hardly …” I purred.

Brock whistled. “Hardly, is right. I always had a good imagination. Now I don’t need it.”

I smacked his shoulder. “It covers everything.”

“If you’re a dancer!”

In response, I stuck out my bottom lip. “You don’t like it?”

“I didn’t say that,” he burst out. “I love it. You can give me a private dance whenever you want. Now, do I want to take you into public wearing it? Not really. I’d be afraid I’d get into a fight, and I’ve been good about keeping my nose clean lately.

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