Postcards in the Sand (Sweet Steamy Nights Book 2) by Brynn Paulin

Author:Brynn Paulin [Paulin, Brynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: series
Publisher: Supernova Indie Publishing Services LLC
Published: 2020-08-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

~ Lexie ~

The sun was bright through my bedroom window when I opened my eyes. Tristen and I had cuddled all evening, and I’d been tempted to invite him to my bed for the night. Not for sex, but to hold me. It had been on the tip of my tongue when the power had surged on, loud and bright as all the appliances and some of the lights came to life.

Then he’d kissed me with all the passion of the night before when we’d been on the beach. His hands holding my face, his mouth devouring mine as if I were his favorite thing in the world. Who knew? Maybe, I was. He was certainly mine.

Unconsciously, my tongue skimmed over my bottom lip as if I might taste him still. Groaning, I rolled over, hugging myself. What was I going to do? I wanted Tristen. I wasn’t sure I could have him—more like I was pretty sure I couldn’t. And this was so new. What if I took the chance, jumped and he got bored a few months from now? Sure he’d wanted me since the fall when we’d worked together, but I was like the new shiny toy to covet. Once you had it…didn’t some of the luster wear off?

Damn it, I was overthinking this. Typical. I was an overthinker.

And I had that online interview today. I’d explained that I was on vacation and would have to do it on my tablet, but they’d been fine with that. But Tristen… I knew he was not fine with it. Not even close. He wanted me to stay in Sweetville. Darn it, I wanted that, too, but I had to finish what I’d started. Besides, I still had too many reservations about us.

Could I picture long term with him? Definitely. We just meshed together. Now and before. That had been part of the reason it had been so hard for me on his final day last fall. The thought of me leaving him this time left a hollowness inside me. So did the possibility of leaving Sweetville and my friends. I swear Kenna and Gracie would hunt me down, if I tried. But over everything else was Tris.

I had to figure this out.

I need a sign, I told the universe.

A really big, kick-me-in-the-butt sign.

With a huff, I dragged myself out of bed. I had to make myself presentable. That interview was this morning before I even had a chance to go downstairs and get coffee.

Twenty minutes later, I was ready to go. I wore shorts and a nice shirt since they’d only see my upper half. I’d tamed my hair into a braid and thrown on some gloss and mascara. I was interviewing to be a grade school teacher. Nice but low maintenance. There was no point in looking too glam. In fact, I was convinced it would be detrimental.

I propped my tablet on the dresser and pulled up a chair, making sure neither the messy bed nor the bathroom were in the frame.

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