Published by: Paradise Books, LLC
Release Date: December 4, 2013
Contributors: Deborah Brown
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Dying in the middle of the summer in the Florida Keys is sweaty business.
Welcome to Tarpon Cove. Madison Westin has inherited her aunt's beachfront motel in the Florida Keys. Trouble is she’s also inherited a slew of colorful tenant's - drunks, ex-cons, and fugitives.
Only one problem: First, she has to wrestle control from a conniving lawyer and shady motel manager. With the help of her new best friend, whose motto is never leave home without your Glock, they dive into a world of blackmail, murder, and drugs.
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Zach turned to me. “Can I stay?”
I nodded, trying hard not to stare at his bare chest and broad shoulders. Call me crazy, but I was looking to having him as a houseguest, a diversion from the sadness.
“You did a good job at the funeral getting rid of everyone,” Doc Rivers said to me, giving me the once over. “Elizabeth was proud of you. She left you a lot. Try not to screw anything up.” Doc hugged me. “Liz and I were the best of friends. Call me if you nee anything. I better not have to come back here.” He glared at Zach, then left through the same gate he entered.
Now What? I asked myself. “Zach?” I sat down again next to him on the chaise. HE opened his eyes, hooked his arm around my neck, wound his fingers in my hair and pulled me into a kiss. “ Lightning shot through my body. “Zach, stop,” I murmured, though stopping was the last thing I wanted. “ I was thinking about what it would be like to have sex with him right here on the chaise.
“No. I’ll recover faster.”
“You can’t sleep out here on the patio,” I said between kisses. A small moan escaped my lips, embarrassing me. I pushed away slightly. “That guest room bed will be much more comfortable.”
“Can I sleep with you?”
“No, and behave yourself, or I’ll call your mother.”
“Good threat,” he laughed. “I’m a grown man and she still scares me sometimes. This is one of those situations she definitely wouldn’t like.”
“Sit up. We’re going to get you upstairs while you’re high on drugs. Lean against me, and I”ll help you up the stairs.”
He got up slowly off the chaise. I put my arm around his waist and guided him into the house and upstairs.
“The first door on the right,” I pointed.
“Where’s your bedroom?”
“I’ll b across the hall.”
I helped him into the bedroom and, while I pulled the comforter off and the sheets down, I realized Zach was still fully dressed.
He saw me looking at him and seemed to read my thoughts. “Take my clothes off.”
“Are you out of your mind?”
“You might’ve said yes,” he said.
“Whatever.” I knelt down and removed his black boots, and pulled off his socks. “You’re on your own with the jeans. You can sleep in them for all I care.” I peeled off the pieces of what was left of his shirt. “When I ago out tomorrow I’ll get you another sort.”
“That door goes into the bathroom,” I pointed. “If you need anything, yell.”
“Damn doctor. I didn’t want the sedative, and how I can’t keep my eyes open. Thanks for letting me stay. I’ll be leaving in the morning.”
“No you won’t. You promised Doc Rivers,” I reminded him. “You leave and I’ll tell. Besides it’ll give you plenty of time to tell me how you knew Elizabeth, and why she would’ve helped you.” I gave him a soft shove ad he sat back on the bed. “Now take your pants off and get into bed,” I told him. “I’ll be right back.”
I returned with some bottled water, and a bell for Zach to use to get my attention if he was too tired to yell. His jeans were laying on the floor, and Zach was lying across the bed, naked but for black...
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