Billy storms up the beach, heading for the fire. I hurry after him as I see Alicia stand up.
“Um, hi Nick,” I can just hear her say over the sound of the waves. “I’m Bea’s friend, Alicia,” she says, sticking her hand out.
“Hey,” he replies, shaking her hand. “I think I’ve seen you at the house a few times over the years.”
“And I’m her fiancée,” Rob says, standing up and putting his arm around Alicia’s shoulders. A lot of the locals out here have a fraught relationship with the rich out-of- towners. We depend a lot on their tourist money, but take issue with their sense of entitlement. Guys in high school were always grumbling about how the summer people would come in, clog up the surfing beaches, and sleep with their girlfriends. I guess they still hold a collective grudge.
“Nice to meet you,” Nick replies to Rob. I see his posture stiffen as he realizes he’s not wanted. I can’t imagine he comes across that sentiment very frequently.
“Hey man, this is a private party,” Billy says, reaching the fire just before me. “Sorry, didn’t realize I needed an invitation,” Nick murmurs, eyeing him.
“You don’t, Nick,” I say, trudging up behind Billy. Nick’s eyes flick between me and Billy.
“He’s with you?” Rob asks, frowning at me. I notice the rest of the partygoers beginning to gather around.
“Well, not with me...” I begin. There’s not really a phrase to explain that this is a guy I’ve had sex with twice, and I really just told him where I was, and didn’t invite him, though I’m kind of delighted that he’s turned up, and he looks so cute and out of place in his white button-down…
“Just get the hell out of here,” Billy says, taking a step toward him. Nick stares at him for a moment, then looks at me.
“You want a ride, Bea?” he asks. I open my mouth to respond, but Billy jumps in. “She’s staying with me,” he spits.
“I very much doubt that,” Nick replies quietly, with just a hint of arrogance creeping into his voice. It’s too much for Billy.
He steps toward him, reaching to push Nick back. Nick’s reaction is so quick that I can barely follow it. He grabs Billy’s arm, twists it, and somehow flips him into the air.
The next thing I know, Billy is on his back on the sand.
Title: The Season Between
Author: Anna Thorne
Genre: Contemporary Romance
She’s a Cape Cod townie.
He’s summering at a seaside manor.
Star-crossed doesn’t even begin to cover it.
When Bea returns to her Massachusetts hometown after a devastating breakup in Rome, all she wants is to save up some money, find a new job, and finally move to Boston. But when she arrives at her childhood home—the garage apartment of a beach estate where her father is the groundskeeper—she realizes that there’s something else she wants. Or rather, someone.
Nick is the grown son of the ultra-rich Hamilton family, the people who employ Bea’s father. Bea grew up nursing a major crush on the handsome boy next door, but never saying two words to him. When Bea unexpectedly finds herself at the Hamilton family’s annual masquerade ball, however, she discovers that Nick is very interested in getting to know her as a grown up, brilliant knockout.
Despite their vast and varied differences—not to mention the implicit disapproval of their friends and family—Bea and Nick won’t be kept away from each other. For the first time, Bea feels sexy, respected, and taken care of…in every way imaginable and then some. Their passionate fling heats up at the summer wears on. But will the sudden appearance of an ex-flame leave Bea feeling burned?
Find out in Anna Thorne’s debut novel, The Season Between.
Stand alone. No cliff hanger. Contents suitable for adults only.
I grew up in Maryland, went to college in Tennessee, and now live with my boyfriend in New York. I’ve ghostwritten romance novels for a long time, and am so excited to be sharing my own voice with readers. When I’m not writing, I enjoy swimming, finding happy hour deals, and taking orders from my cat.
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