Bayside
Passions
Bayside Summers #2
By: Melissa Foster
Releasing
Jan 10, 2018
World Literary Press
World Literary Press
Source: ARC provided by Author
When Emery Andrews’s best friend, Desiree, moves away, falls in love, and
opens an inn all in one summer, she feels her absence like a missing limb.
Until she visits over the holidays and meets sinfully hot Dean Masters, who’s
as easy on the eyes as he is to talk to. After returning home, what starts as a
flurry of late-night flirtations quickly turns into a deep connection and
unexpected friendship. Now, months later, Desiree offers Emery a job teaching
yoga at the inn. Adventurous Emery jumps at the chance and heads for Wellfleet,
Massachusetts, to reunite with her BFF and her new close friend, Dean.
After months of sharing their lives, and their secrets, over video chats
and phone calls, Dean’s ready to move things to the next level. The fact that
Emery seems oblivious to the sparks between them and has recently put her foot
down about dating friends just means he’ll have to bide his time.
When Emery finds a naked man in her kitchen the first morning she’s
there, Dean doesn’t hesitate to move her into his guest room. Maybe now Emery
will see what’s right before her eyes–although that guy she’s got a date with
might be a problem.
*ARC provided by the author in exchange for an honest and unbiased review*
So this is my first Melissa Foster book of 2018, and yet again, she has
made me absolutely fall in love with another one of her books! AGAIN! Seriously
though, every story is better than the last, and I didn't count on ever having
this many fictional boyfriends!!
But in all seriousness, Melissa Foster has spirited us back to
Wellfleet, where Emery Andrew's has taken a huge step, and has left her
Virginia home, and takes a risk in starting her Yoga and Back Care clinic. But
she starting a fresh with no with no support! Her BFF Desiree is there, running
the family Inn, with her sister, and then there is her newest BFF Dean, who she
had just met this past Christmas, but cannot seem to go a day without speaking.
But when Dean tells Emery that he wants more than to just be her
friend, all of Emery's insecurities come to the surface, and she believes that
she is going to destroy her friendship with Dean. But can Dean prove to Emery
that this is the real thing!!
What can I say about Bayside Passions?! Well, it's addictive, hot,
steamy, and deliciousness itself. You cannot help but have a huge soft spot for
both Emery and Dean, but also Rose, Dean's mom, jet, and add to that the
spiciness of Violet, and her naked houseguest. I know it's normal with any
Melissa Foster book, the writing is amazing, and the plot something you can get
lost in.
So overall, Bayside Passions is an amazing love story, which is why I
give this Melissa Foster masterpiece five stars!
After a nice
long shower, she dried her hair and threw on a pair of cutoffs and a peach tank
top, all the while hoping Desiree had enjoyed amazing sex last night so she’d
make one of her delicious, fancy breakfasts. She assumed Violet had had a fun
night, although they hadn’t made any noise that she could remember. Could Violet
have had bad sex? Maybe it really isn’t the length of the sword, but
how expertly they wield it. She laughed to herself, imagining if that had
been the case, Violet would have kicked his butt out of the house long before
morning.
She headed
over to the inn to question Desiree about long-dong naked man.
Cosmos, the dog Desiree and Violet had inherited along with the house, greeted
Emery at the kitchen door, yapping and trying to crawl up her legs. He was some
sort of terrier mix, with pointy ears, mostly gray, wiry fur, and big brown
eyes. She scooped up the scruffy pup and he licked her chin. “Hey there,
matchmaker.”
Desiree’s
mother had lived in the house for a few months before tricking Desiree and
Violet to come out and stay there last summer. Unbeknownst to them, as part of
a grand matchmaking scheme to bring Rick and Desiree together, Lizza had
trained Cosmos to climb the fence and swim in the pool at Bayside Resort. It
had worked so well, and Desiree was so happy, Emery almost wished Cosmos would
work some magic for her.
That would
take a miracle.
Not a single
person in her family seemed to know how to have a lasting relationship. They
were a boisterous, opinionated bunch, and because of that, she knew they were
not easy partners. Her brothers were constantly flirting and
rarely held their tongues. She had the not-holding-her-tongue thing down pat,
and as for flirting? Well, she was pretty good in that department, too. The
trouble was, several men she’d gone out with had accused her of flirting with
other guys even when she wasn’t.
She stepped
inside and set Cosmos on the kitchen floor. The sounds of spatulas on pans and
laughter filled her ears. Desiree stood at the stove flipping pancakes. Dean,
Rick, and Drake sat at the table, shirtless, their bronze physiques on display
as they scarfed down breakfast. They were all athletic, but damn.
Rick and Drake looked like boys next to Dean’s Adonis-like body. The way they
were shoveling food into their mouths, she wondered if they’d run the entire
length of the Cape. She might not find love, like Desiree had, but she knew
she’d find plenty of other types of happiness here at the Cape.
“Hey, Em,”
Desiree said.
The guys
looked up, and Rick and Drake mumbled “good morning” around their food.
Dean smiled,
lifting his chin in greeting as she plucked a piece of pancake from his plate
and popped it in her mouth.
“Hey, doll.
Sleep well?” Dean asked.
“Mm-hm.” She
reached around him and grabbed his coffee, helping herself to a sip. Dean
intercepted the mug before she could set it back down and took a gulp. “But the
naked guy in the kitchen kind of threw me for a loop.”
Dean spit
coffee all over the table. “What?”
“Watch it!”
Drake flew from his chair, causing Cosmos to bark and setting Emery and Desiree
laughing.
“Jesus, Dean.”
Rick brushed coffee from his chest. “What the hell?”
Dean grumbled
something that sounded like “sorry,” his angry eyes locked on Emery. “What
naked man?”
Desiree tossed
Rick a towel and said, “There was a naked guy in Violet’s kitchen?”
Emery shrugged.
“Yup. Tall guy, well hung. Des, any idea who Violet’s banging these days?”
“No.” She
handed Emery a plate of pancakes. “I know she has an old friend who lives in
the area, but she refuses to tell me anything about him.”
“Well, they
didn’t make a sound, so either I slept like a log or their tryst should go down
in the Guinness Book of World Records for the quietest sex
ever. Do you have a tent I can borrow for the next few days?” Emery asked.
“You’re
staying at my place,” Dean said adamantly. He carried his plate to the sink and
began scrubbing it clean.
“I can’t
intrude on you,” Emery said. “I’ll mess up your mojo or something.”
He turned off
the water and faced her, arms crossed, jaw tight. “My mojo is already messed
up, and I’m pretty sure ‘or something’ follows you everywhere you go. You can,
and you will, stay with me. It’s not safe for you to be around
strange naked guys.”
“Think it’s
safe for her to be around you?” Rick asked.
Dean glared at
him.
“Dean would
never hurt me.” Emery sat down at the table and speared a pancake from the
platter Desiree set before her. “You sure you don’t mind, big guy? It’s
actually perfect, considering I can walk there,” she teased.
“But I have to warn you, I’m not the neatest person, and I suck at cooking, but
I’ll—”
“Keep her out
of your kitchen,” Desiree warned. “I’ve seen her cook. Not only will your
kitchen never recover, but neither will your stomach.”
“Truth,”
Emery said, and ate another forkful of pancake.
“I don’t need
you to cook or clean. Just stay out of my gardens and we’ll be fine.” Dean
glared out the window over the sink at Violet’s cottage, looking like he was
strategizing World War III.
“Okay, thanks.
I’ll get my stuff after breakfast,” she said.
“I’ll get
your stuff and take it to my place while you eat,” Dean said. “I’m working in
the hospital gardens today. I’ll make you a key while I’m out and text you when
I get back.”
Before she
could say a word, he stormed out the door.
“That’s a man
on a mission,” Desiree said as she sat down beside Rick.
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Melissa Foster is a New
York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes
sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance and new adult romance with
emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last
page. Melissa’s emotional journeys are lovingly erotic and always family
oriented–perfect beach reads for contemporary romance lovers who enjoy reading
about wealthy heroes and smart, sassy heroines.
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