Spring Break (Phoebe & Madsen Part 1) by Andrea Johnston

Author:Andrea Johnston [Johnston, Andrea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Andrea Johnston
Published: 2017-03-29T03:00:00+00:00

The walk from the dock to the hotel entrance isn’t too far, but I’m already fading in the energy department after a few hours on the water. The distance feels twice as far as it really is and I know that a nap is absolutely in my future. I need my bed, the air-conditioning on high, and at least two hours of heavenly sleep. Maybe three hours. Kelsey is rambling on and on about what she’s wearing tonight, most of which I tune out, as I scan the groups of new arrivals meandering around the property. Spring Break is in full effect and the atmosphere is electric.

The moment we enter the hotel the noise level is out of this world. There’s this distinct buzz in the room. It’s literally buzzing, almost like someone has a taser and is taking out the entire population of this hotel. Who in the fuck would have a taser?

A group of guys and a few girls near the front desk catch my eye. No tasers are to be found, but I do note a guy sticking his phone up to a few people’s ears and them jumping. He must be the non-taser culprit.

“What do you think, Phoebe?”

“What’s that?” I don’t mean for my response to be dismissive, but I’m not really engaged in this conversation. I’m more interested in the group of guys my eyes land on. Athletes. There is a way athletes carry themselves and this group is no different. At first glance, you’d assume they are all cocky and arrogant and by the way this group is behaving, you’d be right. Their duffels are a clear giveaway that they are, in fact, athletes. Oh, and their hot-as-hell bodies trying to bust out of their shirts. Yeah, that too.

“Damn, why didn’t we do Spring Break when I was single?”

“Kels, your loss is my gain. Holy shit, that’s a lot of eye candy,” I say as I scan the buffet of men before me. “Has to be a swim team.”

“Really? I was thinking water polo.”

“Whatever sport it is, I’m pretty fucking glad I’m single,” I murmur as my eyes settle on a tall blond leaning against one of the pillars a few feet away. Just as I finish my inventory of his body – long, lean, tan, and oh so lickable – he lifts his eyes to mine and smiles.

“Come on, Phoebe. If I don’t get to the room and start my nap, I’ll be dead on my feet tonight.”

I reluctantly agree to leave the lobby and walk toward the elevators. Standing before the doors, waiting for them to open, I can feel someone’s eyes on me. Not a creepy, make my little baby hairs on my neck stand-up feeling. No, this is a shiver up my spine with tingly jolts. To my southern hemisphere. Part excitement and part nerves, I allow the feeling to take over before slowly turning my head over my shoulder.

Glancing around the room, I don’t notice anyone looking my way. The elevator signals its arrival and I take a step inside before turning back toward the lobby.

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