Tides of Hope: It's Never Too Late For Second Chances (A Nantucket Island Romance Book 1) by Dawn Tomasko

Author:Dawn Tomasko [Tomasko, Dawn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Beach, family saga, second chances, Contemporary Romance, sensous romance, series romance
Publisher: Dawn Tomasko
Published: 2016-02-10T22:00:00+00:00

Sara drove because her car had less bulk than the truck. As they walked the myriad of streets and lanes surrounding Town, Sara offered bits of knowledge and history.

They stopped in front of a house Gabriel admired in particular. A real architectural wonder, the house was tall, a stately white Greek Revival with black shutters and front door with a brass knocker and kickplate. A low white picket fence surrounded the property with short, fat columns at the corners.

"Houses are just not made like this anymore. These homes are well loved and maintained. The woodwork, stained glass windows, and all the fine detail work. Not a thing out of place. The paint’s perfect, landscaping, the whole thing."

Sara nodded. "Sometimes when Charlotte shows a house she loves, she'll take me in to look around. It's fun. I would love to work on the landscaping of a house like this."

"I wouldn't mind coming along sometime.” Gabe grabbed her suddenly, pulling her body tight against his. An SUV zipped by, heedless of how little room there was. “Damn it. Are you okay? Some of these lanes are so tight there's only room for one car. If a car came down the last street we went down we'd have to jump in someone's front yard to get out of the way."

Eyes closed, she let herself soak up the moment. Right now, they were jammed into a privet hedge. In spite of the branches biting into her back, she tilted her face up to his and kissed his chin. “I’m okay. I love the way you feel,” she murmured, and wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Mmm,” he buried his face in her hair. “You feel good, too. I wish we were back at the cottage. I can think of a few ways to spend a Sunday at home.”

Pulling his head down to hers, Sara kissed him with all the pent–up longing she felt. “Now, that was nice,” he whispered, staring intently down at her. “Before we get carried away, let’s take a walk.”

Closer to Town, they walked the brick sidewalks, and Gabriel reached to take her hand in his calloused one. The warm roughness of his skin rubbed hers, heightened her senses. Now and then, they bumped shoulders, rubbed arms.

Being with him feels so good. So right. With her free hand, she gripped his bicep, loving the hard, defined muscles, honed from long hours at his craft. Surprised, he looked down at her, then leaned down to nuzzle her neck and press his mouth behind her ear. On a sharp breath, she clutched his arm, wanting nothing more than to feel his body, hot and naked against hers. The touch of his mouth sent a shot of heat straight to her belly. More and more, spending time with him made her restless and Sara found herself aching and empty when they weren’t together.

They passed the bank at the head of Main Street, Murray's Toggery Shop, and the camera shop. Now and then they meandered into a store if something spiked their interest.

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