“Tell me, are you running? Or are you home?”
That’s the question of the hour. The kind of question you expect from small town people who know your family. But that old woman hasn’t seen me in years, and no one else has a clue who I am.
My plan is to rebuild the beach house I inherited. Regroup.
The last thing I plan to do is to get to know the people on this small island.
No, scratch that, the last thing I plan to do is to get involved with an intern.
But she keeps pushing her way in and showing up in tiny bikinis.
“I’d love to talk to you more about your experiences sometime. You might even have some ideas for me.”
He’s seen the world, traveled across all of the oceans, and lived my dreams.
He’s not a talker, but he is a surfer. And so am I.
It’s not like I’m looking for forever. I’m not.
But he’s brooding and sexy and I want to hear his stories.
If I can only get him to open up.
One with the sea…
Tate’s future is murky, and his past is dark. When Luna crashes into his life, she’s not what he expects. He never expects to fall for someone so optimistic, or so young. When danger lurks and past commitments come calling, his instinct is to push her away and to face it all on his own.
Can she convince him that life’s rogue waves are best tackled together? Or is he destined to become one of her favorite summer memories?