The Cinderella Fantasy (Playing the Princess Book 1) by Sara Jane Stone

Author:Sara Jane Stone [Stone, Sara Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sara Jane Stone
Published: 2017-09-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Lucy had imagined meeting Philip Ryder for the first time. Even without a face to complete the mental picture of her perfect date, she’d daydreamed about the fading sunlight dancing on the ocean. They couldn’t watch the sun sink below the horizon on the east coast, but the slow shift from daylight to starlit darkness cast a romantic spell on the mostly empty beach.

On her dream date, they would link arms and walk along the sand. The tide was low and the water calm. Fluffy white clouds turned pink overhead. An occasional dog ran by followed by an owner out for an evening stroll. But otherwise the night was quiet and entirely theirs. They would talk for hours as she studied his face.

She had pictured the perfect date with the perfect man. Instead she was confronting Jared Mitchell.

She stepped on the sand, barely avoiding a patch of seaweed. A wave crashed around the sand and another quickly followed.

Even the ocean is pissed off tonight.

She still hadn’t decided if she should hurl the juice boxes cradled under her arm at her date. When she replayed the night before at the charity event, she felt like a fool. He’d been standing right in front of her while reading her messages.

She turned around and headed away from the ocean. If she needed answers, she could send another message. She didn’t need to face him.

She stopped at the base of the stairs leading up to the boardwalk and her car.

Give him a chance, the little voice in her head whispered.

She turned back to the rough sea. A raindrop fell, and she knew a storm hovered near the coast. Thunder and lightning would follow.

She picked her way down the beach as rain marked the dry patches of sand. Angry clouds hovered over the ocean. Waves crashed down. Each one rose higher than the last. She could picture the riptide drawing everything in its path out into the open water, though she had no intention of stepping into the wild surf and experiencing it for herself.

The lifeguards on this stretch of public beach had long since gone home. Even if someone sat at the station, watching over the water, she had left her suit at home. She’d selected a pale blue sundress that hugged her curves and showed off her long legs for tonight’s confrontation—and boring, white underwear because this was a meeting.

This is not a date, she thought. But I still blew out my hair and curled the ends into perfect ringlets.

If she had been meeting the real Philip Ryder—not that he existed beyond the Fated for Love site—she would have spent time on her make-up too.

“And I wouldn’t be lugging juice across the sand,” she muttered. Glancing down, she picked her way around another large patch of seaweed. The large rocks stood about fifteen feet from her. The town had moved the boulders in years ago to prevent the waves from taking out the seawall during a storm.

Where was he?

She scanned the smooth sand at the foot of the rocks.

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