At Sunset by
Tamaria Sona
Two women, Myrtle Beach, sexy
lifeguards—what more could a girl ask for?
Kimberly doesn't believe she could
attract the handsome lifeguard sitting on the stand keeping a keen eye on the
beach patrons. Muscular, lean and sexy, surely he's not looking at her, but
when a beach accident brings them eye-to-eye, she finds herself lost in his
gaze.
Daniel works everyday watching the
beach-goers, keeping an eagle eye out for problems along the white sandy
shores. Sexy women capture his attention on a daily basis, but no one grabs him
like Kimberly. Gorgeous and curvy in all the right places, he can't seem to
keep his mind on the business at hand as she tans herself in the hot summer
sun.
Can the pain of past relationships
be overcome for two strangers to find love at Sunset?
Excerpt:
Kim sat up after about an
hour to grab the water bottle out of her bag. She looked around and noticed the
lifeguard glancing in their direction. Obviously, he was looking at Amber. No
one ever noticed her when Amber was around. Amber was drop-dead gorgeous, with
a killer body, and Kim thought of herself as just an average looking girl. She
was five foot three with light brown wavy hair, hazel eyes, and a small frame.
She felt that her breasts were too small, and she hated that her body didn't
really have many curves. At twenty years old, she wished her body was more
shapely. Out of the corner of her eye she watched the beautiful blond lifeguard
scan the crowd as she pulled her hair up into a bun.
“Amber, I think that
blond lifeguard over there likes you. He keeps looking over here,” Kim said, as
she nudged her friend out of her sleepy state.
“Who? What? Where?” Amber
replied, looking around as she sat up.
“Over there.” Kim pointed
just as he turned his head and caught her pointing at him. She ducked her head and blushed in embarrassment.
“Um, Kim, I think the hot
lifeguard likes you,” Amber giggled.
“I...I don't think so. No
one's ever interested in me.”
“Kim, stop it. You’re
beautiful. For some reason you’ve never understood that.”
Kim shook her head. Amber
just didn’t understand because she was beautiful and men noticed her all of the
time. “There is no way he would be interested in me. Just look at him. He could
have any girl here.”
“Yes, he could, but he
seems to have his eyes on you.”
Kim was happy when Amber
dropped the subject. She adjusted herself on the blanket and closed her eyes.
Images of the blond lifeguard fluttered through her mind. She sighed as she
pushed all thoughts of him away. Guys like him never went for girls like her.
Kim couldn’t settle her mind down and get comfortable; she needed to get away
from what was causing her to feel so flustered.
“I’m hungry and I think
I’m beached out for the day,” Amber stated as she sat up.
“Me too. Let’s call it a
day and get something to eat. Maybe we can play miniature golf tonight or
something.”
As Kim and Amber were
packing up, Amber poked her.
“What the hell, Amber?
That hurt.”
“Look! Mister hot, blond
lifeguard guy is watching you. You should go talk to him.”
“Have you lost your
mind?”
“You need to live a
little and take some chances.’
“Whatever.”
“You’re impossible. I
hope he’s working tomorrow, because you need to meet him.”
“Why? We live states away
from each other. Even if he was interested, why bother?”
“Oh Kim, you’re so in
need of a hot summer fling. When was the last time you got—”
“Shut up!”
Kim was seething. She
loved Amber but the girl never knew when to stop pushing. Amber looked at her
and just shook her head.
“You know the best way to
get over a guy is to get under another,” Amber said for the umpteenth time as
they headed toward the rental car.
“Really Amber, your
advice to me is to get laid? So having sex with some random guy will magically
heal my heart and make forget about Michael?” Kim snapped.
“I’m sorry. I’m only
trying to help.”
“I know, and I love you
for it. Just back off.”
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Author Bio:
Tamaria Soana is middle aged, but just feels her life has
begun. She writes sexy contem
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