Swallow Cove

I've been in love with Hudson Nash for years, but he's too stubborn to admit he wants me, too. For a whole bunch of stupid reasons. Like the fact that I'm too young. (What's a twenty-year gap? Age is just a number, am I right?) And a virgin. (Which he could easily fix!) And maybe not the best choice, given he and my dad hate each other. (It's not that ba— Okay, it is that bad, but our love could totally rise above, right? It would be epic!) I see the way he watches me like a starving man. The heat in his eyes when I flirt with him. The longing that he feels, too. If Hudson won't stop pushing me away, I'm just going to have to show him what he's missing. I'll flirt with the pretty boy tourists who come my way. Or maybe the gruff but sexy boat tour operators. Heck, I'll flirt with the dang fish if that's what it takes for Hudson to make a move. I'll be a total dock tease—until Hudson makes me his. Because I'm not a tease at all. Not for the right man.