Target (An erotic romantic novella) by L Rosie

Author:L, Rosie [L, Rosie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-01-30T22:00:00+00:00

“Where are we going?” Sarah asked, back in his Landrover and heading down the coastal road.

“I thought we would go somewhere a little quieter, it’s a little pub I know down on a cove. They do a great lunch there, if that is okay with you?”

“Sounds lovely Rick,” she said, her arm leaning out of the window, she felt the heat from the sun warming her. It was another hot and gloriously sunny day.

“Have you ever thought about buying a place down here?” she asked, glancing at him.

“Yes, quite often, but I never seem to get around to it,” he replied, not looking at her. She looked back out of the window.

“I can’t believe I have never been here before, I would definitely come back one day, and have a proper holiday. You know, not a working holiday like this one.” She looked out across the bay at the stunning view. “A painting holiday, imagine how much I could paint out here, it is so inspiring, two weeks would not be enough, you would need years.”

“You could move here and open a gallery,” he remarked and she laughed.

“That would be amazing, could you imagine it?” she asked, glancing at him at catching his eyes. “Painting at the weekends, sat out here, then selling them during the week.” She laughed. “That Rick Hemmingway is what dreams are for.”

“Well, you never know,” he said, with a smile.

“No, you never know,” she repeated in a whisper.

They stopped outside a small Devonshire country pub. Rick got out and took Sarah’s hand as she jumped down from her seat.

“Rick this is so pretty,” she said, admiring the quaint thatched building, as he led her inside. Despite a being a bright sunny day, the pub was dark inside. It was full of wooden beams and horse brasses, and pictures hung on the wall of how the pub looked a hundred years ago, not much different, Sarah concluded.

“Inside or outside,” he asked. “Oh just so you know outside has a view to the sea.”

“Outside, definitely,” she replied. Rick headed out the back door and found them a table with an amazing view over the sea.

“Just look at that view,” she purred happily.

“Mr Hemmingway, are you here for lunch,” a young girl asked, standing next to their table, in her hand she held two menus.

“Yes please Jane thanks,” he said, taking the menus from her.

“I’ll give you a few minutes; can I get you a drink?”

“Sarah?” he asked, glancing to her.

“Southern comfort and lemonade, please,” she replied, smiling at the girl.

“I’ll have a shandy, thanks,” he said.

“Is there anyone who does not know you?” she asked, lifting an eyebrow. Rick laughed and double raised his eyebrows at her, if only she knew – and she would tonight.

“What can I say, it’s a good pub. When you find a good one, keep it, that’s my motto,” he said slyly, but she did not cotton to what he was saying, she was busy reading the menu.

“So what will you have,” Rick asked, she glanced up at him, her eyes lingering on his.

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