My Forever Valentine: New Zealand Happy-Ever-After Romance (Due South: A Sexy New Zealand Romance Book 5) by Tracey Alvarez

Author:Tracey Alvarez
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Icon Publishing
Published: 2015-01-12T05:00:00+00:00

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Ryan Gosling and Rachel McAdams busting an award-winning kiss in the rain they weren’t.

Kip adjusted the straps of his pack and shot Carly a watery smile. Carly shivered and looked less than impressed, strands of auburn hair clinging wetly to her cheeks under her jacket’s hood.

Three hours into their four hour hike it started to spit. Just a few scattered droplets splattering their nylon jackets, making tiny popping sounds. Then the droplets gained a few milliliters of strength and turned into giant, overweight raindrops, dive-bombing them like kamikaze pilots.

Shit. Getting soaked to the skin wasn’t part of his grand plan.

“We could turn back,” she said as they trudged along an empty stretch of beach, the rain a monotonous hiss as it pounded sand and surf.

Kip squinted ahead. “We’re nearly at the campsite, and there’s a shelter set up.”

Carly huffed out a sigh. “Is there a hot shower and a nice warm bed, too?”

“I’ll keep you warm.”

He tried a baby, you know you love me smile, and she narrowed her eyes.

“Adventure, remember?” he said.

She muttered something about adventures he couldn’t quite decipher, though he identified a couple of phrases, one of which contained the words, “my ass.”

“Just trying to recreate the scene in that chick-flick movie you love…” he called out as she pulled ahead of him, her sexy curves shifting under the soaked fabric of her shorts. “It is Valentine’s Day, after all.”

Carly whirled and stabbed a finger at him. “You’re no Ryan Gosling, buddy.”

Catching the twitch of her lips struggling not to twist into a smile, he grinned.

“And we’d better hit this campsite soon,” she said. “Before this wedgie I’ve experienced for the last hour causes permanent nerve damage.”

The rain eased as they followed a trail through the sand dunes and tall sea grass into a small clearing.

“No one else here, see? We’ll have lots of privacy.” He led her under the shelter—consisting of a corrugated iron roof and two walls.

“Oh, I can’t wait to get this backpack off.” She moaned as she shrugged off the bag, allowing it to thump down onto one of the wooden benches. She stripped off her jacket and arched her back. “And I’m sure I’m getting a blister from these boots.”

Kip froze in the midst of shucking the straps off his own shoulders. Like heat-seeking missiles, his eyes were drawn to the outline of her breasts thrusting against the thin tee shirt.

Down, boy. As if he wasn’t already on the back foot with the crappy weather. Somehow he had to turn everything around.

“Sit.” He dropped his pack to the concrete floor of the shelter. “Let’s have a look. Blisters are no joking matter.”

“My bad. I should’ve worn the boots in a bit more.” Carly sat on the bench and unlaced her left boot. “My dad would’ve given me a solid ten minute lecture if I’d dared develop a blister on one of our hikes as a kid.”

Kip crouched and cupped her damp calf, easing off the boot then peeling down her sock. Her

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