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Return to USA TODAY bestselling author Christie Ridgeway's Crescent Cove, California, where the magic of summer can last forever…
Globe-trotting photojournalist Gage Lowell spent carefree childhood summers in Crescent Cove. Now that he desperately needs some R & R, he books a vacation at Beach House No. 9—ready to soak up some sun and surprise old friend and property manager Skye Alexander. Their long-distance letters got him through a dangerous time he can't otherwise talk about. But when he arrives, the tightly wound beauty isn't exactly happy to see him.
Skye knows any red-blooded woman would be thrilled to spend time with gorgeous, sexy Gage. But she harbors secrets of her own, including that she might just be a little bit in love with him. And she's convinced the restless wanderer won't stay long enough for her to dare share her past—or dream of a future together. Luckily for them both, summer at Crescent Cove has a way of making the impossible happen….
- Sales Rank: #511748 in eBooks
- Published on: 2013-04-01
- Released on: 2013-03-26
- Format: Kindle eBook
Review
"Sexy and addictive--Ridgway will keep you up all night!"
--New York Times bestselling author Susan Andersen on Beach House No. 9
"Ridgway's feel-good read, with its perfectly integrated, extremely hot, and well-crafted love scenes, is contemporary romance at its best."
--Booklist on Can't Hurry Love (starred review)
"Pure romance, delightfully warm and funny."
--New York Times bestselling author Jennifer Crusie
"Sexy, sassy, funny, and cool, this effervescent sizzler nicely launches Ridgway's new series and is a perfect pick-me-up for a summer's day."
--Library Journal on Crush on You
About the Author
Christie Ridgway is the award-winning author of over thirty-five contemporary romances. Known for stories that make readers laugh and cry, Christie began writing romances in fifth grade. After marrying her college sweetheart and having two sons, she returned to what she loved best—telling stories of strong men and determined women finding happy ever after. She lives in Southern California. Keep up with Christie at www.christieridgway.com.
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For the past decade, Gage Lowell had lived on risk the way other people sucked down caffeine. It had been his morning fix, his noonday pick-me-up, his after-dinner beverage with dessert. So the anticipation building in his belly as he approached beautiful but tranquil Crescent Cove didn't make much sense.
It was no Durand Line, that porous border between Afghanistan and Pakistan where he'd braved danger that ran the gamut from Taliban bullets to half-wild bulls. The natives were certain to be less suspicious than the Syrian rebels he'd photographed the spring before. And though the house he'd rented was situated on the sand, just steps away from the Pacific Ocean, not for a second did he suppose this vacation would end like the one he'd taken some years ago—with Gage running for his life and high ground, holding his cameras overhead.
Of course, that tsunami had come out of the blue.
But he really couldn't see how this holiday would hold any such surprise.
Still, expectation continued to hum through his veins. "Stop here," he said to his twin as the car turned onto the narrow road that led off the coastal highway. They'd come straight from the airport. "I'll hoof it to the property management office for the keys. You drive my stuff to Beach House No. 9 and I'll meet you there."
Griffin frowned over at him. "What, I'm your bellboy now?" Though the sarcasm was typical brother bullshit, there was something in his expression that tickled Gage's spine.
"What aren't you telling me?" he asked.
His twin braked the car but didn't answer. Up ahead were the first of the fifty or so eclectic cottages that made up the beachside community where the Lowell family had spent every summer until he'd turned fifteen. The dwellings' designs were a little bit funky and a lot colorful, nestled in lush vegetation—palm trees, hibiscus bushes and various other flowering plants—that had originally been planted so that the two-mile-long curve of sand could serve as a variety of backdrops during the silent movie era: deserted island, cannibal-infested jungle, ancient Egypt.
It had been paradise for Gage, Griffin and the rest of their posse of kids who'd run wild every June through September.
Rolling down his window, Gage breathed deeply of the salt-and-sun-laden air and dismissed his disquiet. He had a few weeks to rest and recharge before his next assignment overseas, and Crescent Cove was the best place in the world for that. "It's still got that ol' magic, doesn't it?" he murmured, reaching for the door handle.
"Wait," Griffin said. "Maybe I should go with you to collect the keys."
Uh-oh. Uneasiness kicked up again. "What's going on?"
"Look. About Skye—"
"Don't say any more," Gage said, already irritated. The older by eleven minutes, Griffin often acted as if he were the much-wiser sibling. "I know her as well as you. Better than you."
"You haven't seen her since we were kids. You might be, uh, I don't know, surprised by how she looks."
"I don't care how she looks," Gage said, aware he sounded a little angry. What? His brother thought he had some shallow set of standards when it came to female companions? Okay, he supposed it could be true when it came to a certain kind of female companion, but that didn't apply here.
"I'm not interested in her appearance." Gage pressed his shoulder against the passenger door and pushed it open. "She's not a woman to me."
His brother might have mumbled, "Oh, hell," but Gage was already on his way toward the footpath that would lead him straight to Skye Alexander.
He knew exactly where the property management office was, just as he knew all the cove's other landmarks from his childhood explorations. Then, Skye's father had been in charge, always dressed in his trademark khakis, wilted denim shirt and bush hat. Skye and her sister could often be found in his office, playing with paper dolls or with their shell collections, leaving Mrs. Alexander free to stay engrossed in her easel and paints.
Skye held her dad's job now. Gage knew this, because they'd fallen into an accidental correspondence nearly a year ago. When planning his R & R a few months back, he'd thought of her and the cove and made a snap decision to rent the beach house where he'd spent those idyllic summers. To surprise his pen pal, he'd reserved it under a fictitious name.
He couldn't wait for her reaction when she saw him.
His palms itched, and for a moment he regretted leaving his cameras packed in the car. His hands seemed too empty without them, though he hadn't felt much like taking photos lately, which worried him a little.
A lot.
Maybe Beach House No. 9 would be the antidote to that, too.
Ahead was the simple clapboard structure that was the one-room management office. He slowed his approach, taking in the small yard enclosed by a white picket fence that was brightened by bougainvillea vines of varied colors: fuchsia, white, coral and red. The front door stood open, and a woman's voice floated over the threshold, the notes snatched away by the cool breeze before he could make out the words.
He stepped over the low gate instead of chancing squeaky hinges that might give him away. Then he strolled up the path until he came to a stop on the small, stamp-sized doorstep. The midmorning sun was bright, the interior of the office dark in comparison. Feet planted on the concrete, Gage peered into the dim interior.
A woman was half-turned away from him, a phone pressed to her ear. "Sure, I can email you a scanned copy of Edith's letter to Max. Yes, they are my great-great-grandparents. Sure. Fine." She paused to listen.
For the life of him, Gage couldn't figure out what Griffin's warning was all about. Yeah, his recollection of Skye stalled on her at about eleven years old, but this grown-up version didn't clash with his memory. She'd had that long, coffee-dark hair as a little girl. The woman before him was average height, he'd say, and looked slender, though she was wearing a pair of baggy jeans and a long-sleeved sweatshirt that could have been her father's.
The phone conversation seemed to be winding down, and Gage felt another surge of eagerness. He couldn't remember the color of her eyes or the shape of her nose, but any moment now she'd turn his way and he'd have a face to put with those letters that had become so vital to him during his hellish two-week ordeal in the middle of nowhere.
"I'm thrilled you'll be featuring the cove in an upcoming edition of the paper. Thank you. If I can answer any more questions, Ali, don't hesitate to call." She clicked off the phone, but still didn't glance toward the door.
Gage felt a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He didn't move or say anything for another long moment, while the ocean breeze played with the hem of his jeans and the tail of his thin white shirt. It was stupid, maybe, but he felt as if he was poised on the brink of something and he wondered, weirdly, if he should have brought flowers.
Then, rejecting the odd thought, he lifted his foot to enter Skye's domain. The movement must have alerted her to his presence. She whirled to face him.
And screamed bloody murder.
September 15
Dear Gage,
Salutations from a childhood friend! Your missive to your twin reached me at Crescent Cove's property management office. Thought you should know Griffin's not expected at Beach House No. 9 until April. Loved the picture on the front of the postcard—one of yours? Over the years, I've noticed your photo credit lines in magazines and newspapers and remember the camera you car- ried every summer, strapped to your chest like a second heart.
Hope this finds you in good health, Skye Alexander
Skye,
Thanks for the info re: Griff. Are you still playing tea party at your dad's desk in the Crescent Cove office? Because I can see you there in my memory. What summers we had! When it's blistering hot here, I take off to the cove in my imagination and lie on the wet sand, letting the cool Pacific wash over my skin. When the temperature turns freezing, I remember our tribe of Cove kids playing beach soccer under a burning sun. Do shore crabs still make you squeal?
Gage
Skye Alexander's friend and neighbor Polly Weber leaned close and whispered in her ear, "You didn't tell me Gage Lowell was gorgeous."
"You've become friends with Griffin. Since they're twins, it should come as no surprise." Skye didn't even glance at the man seated at the head of their table on the open-air deck. Besides Gage, Polly and Skye, there were five more people attending the welcome dinner at Captain Crow's, the restaurant/bar located at the northern end of the cove. Griffin and his fiancée, the twins' sister, Tess, and her husband, and an elderly family friend were gathered close to the man of honor. Skye had chosen a seat as far from him as possible.
She was counting on distance to calm her heart—it had been beating with an erratic wildness since she'd looked up that morning and found a dark figure looming in her office doorway.
He was telling the story now, speaking up so that Rex Monroe, the nearly deaf nonagenarian who lived full-time at the cove, could hear him. "My ears are still ringing from her scream," Gage said. "I meant to surprise her, not send her into a full-blown panic."
"She's been jumpy for months," Rex said, shaking his head. "Nervous like a rabbit since March."
"Really?" There was a new alertness in the younger man's voice, and Skye sensed he was studying her over the plates and glasses.
She pretended an avid interest in the surface of her white wine and ignored the embarrassed heat crawling toward her cheeks. Goo...
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3 of 3 people found the following review helpful.
Great series and #3 is up to the standard set
By Readeriowa
I think that this #3 in the Beach House No. 9 series is, perhaps, the best of all. At the very least, it's equal to #1 and #2 which I also thought were terrific. Ms Ridgway has a winning series going. I don't know if a #4 is in the works. I didn't pick up on a thread that could be expanded into #4, as I did in both #1 and #2. If not, I hope she goes with a new series with the same terrific plots and characters.The Love Shack
2 of 2 people found the following review helpful.
it could've been more emotionally pulling -- 3.5
By RomReader
Heroine has been corresponding by letters with international photographer Hero for years. They knew each other since they were kids vacationing during the summers at a beachside California town. But they haven't since each other since then. Hero surprises her with an unexpected visit to the beachside town where she lives & she is disconcerted by it. She hasn't told him about the trauma she had that made her hide her femininity with baggy clothing. He hasn't told her about his insomnia due to being kidnapped overseas recently. As their figuring out what to do with their attraction, they're also dodging each other's speculations about their traumas. But their limited time with Hero going back overseas brings an urgency to their decisions about the depth of their relationship.
An ok book overall. I wasn't wowed by it. There was quite a bit going on, with various characters around Hero & heroine and a secondary romance. It was pulled together enough & didn't really distract from the main romance. Hero & heroine were fleshed out well but their traumas could've been told more dramatically to fit how debilitating it was supposed to be for them. Emotional tone was ok but could've been better if we felt Hero & heroine's struggles more instead of just reading about it. Their sexual chemistry & detailed sex scenes were ok. Again, I didn't "feel" their emotions or sensations as I was reading about it. The secondary romance almost covered as much space as the main one. I didn't care for second-Hero because he seemed to fall in love easily with other women & only saw second-heroine as his pal for years. So his confessing later that he's loved second-heroine for a long time didn't ring true for me. Second-heroine's unrequited love for second-Hero who was still pining for a happily-married woman was kinda sad. She was overlooked by him that she had to strip her clothes to finally get his attention. I liked that she set some boundaries with him later & shows that she wasn't an emotional doormat for him. Again, I didn't feel very connected with the secondary romance or characters either. Overall, this was more emotionally tepid than what it could've been, given the various emotional & relationship issues the main characters had.
Moderately recommended.
4 of 5 people found the following review helpful.
B+ rating....
By Smitten with Reading
My Review:
I have really, really enjoyed this series...even more so than I expected to. I've been intrigued by Gage and Skye from book #1, mainly because it's been obvious that both of them are keeping secrets.
Gage is Griffin's (hero book #1) twin brother. He's a war photographer and recently went mysteriously MIA while out on assignment. He rented out Beach house #9 incognito, but Griffin recognized the name that the two of them always use when trying to hide.
Skye and Gage have been writing back and forth for months, but she's been hiding something from him and all her friends. They've noted a change in her and how much jumpier she is now, but no one's been able to get to the bottom of what exactly has changed.
They both have secrets that are haunting them and I love how they worked through those together in this book. I also really enjoyed the fact that they have a friendship first which slowly builds up to something explosive between them, even though they both know it's temporary.
Then there's the side story of Teague and Polly. OMG, I loved Skye and Gage's story, but I loved Teague and Polly even more I think. Teague is a firefighter and he's been in all three of the stories...pretty much as background firefighter eyecandy (and I was happy with that). He's also been in love with Tess (Gage & Griffin's MARRIED sister) since book #1. Polly is hands-down his best friend. They've been that way for YEARS, but she's been in love with him that whole time. The guy is clueless. He had no idea and the shock of it all for him kept me giggling. I love him and just how much of a guy he is. He has no idea what's staring him in the face, even after Polly hits him over the head with it. I LOVED their story.
This has been a great series and I've loved the stories that have taken place in Beach House #9. The characters have been great and the setting has been perfect. I definitely recommend this entire series.
I received a complimentary copy of this book in return for an honest review.
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