More than kisses, letters mingle souls. John Donne
Sabrina is thrilled to return to the island where she spent so many summers as a child. Here she can forget the episode that nearly got her kicked out of college. Tybee Island is the last place she expects to meet the one person who has intimate knowledge of the worst moment of her life. Will she ever escape the consequences of a letter she wished had never been written?
Meredith comes to the island for peace and quiet – two things he needs to complete his next bestseller. Unfortunately, his plan for achieving solitude is rudely interrupted by the appearance of Sabrina. He can’t seem to elude this puzzling woman who is always in the wrong place at thewrong time. Neither can Meredith forget the words of a letter he knows was written for pure shock value.
Will the unexpected reunion of Sabrina and Meredith finally reveal the secrets surrounding the loveletter?
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“Look at me, Sabrina,” he demanded softly.
“I don’t want to,” she retorted in a husky whisper.
He laughed in a low tone that sent a shiver down her spine. “Do it anyway.”
She looked at him then, her eyes shadowed. “Why? So you can make another of your cutting comments to put me in my place.”
“No, I don’t want to say anything.”
His hand went to her face, his fingers sliding down the curve of her cheek to rest under her chin. Slowly, he lowered his head and kissed her with a gentleness sufficient to deprive her of breath and thought. When her mind did start functioning again, she drew back hurriedly.
“Why did you do that?” she asked faintly.
His slow smile was like a warm caress. His blue eyes, absent of their usual mockery, gave theillusion of affection. For a moment, Sabrina felt the full force of a charm that could make a woman feel she was the most important person in the world.
“Why does any man kiss a woman, Sabrina? I wanted to.”
Her lovely eyes widened. “I don’t understand you. You don’t even like me.”
Meredith caught the book just as it slipped off the couch, a wry smile pulling at his mouth. “What I think about you isn’t important. If the kiss bothers you that much, forget it ever happened.”
“I don’t want to forget it,” Sabrina said slowly. “I liked it.”
About Erica Matthews: Erica Matthews grew up in the South and discovered a passion for reading that has only increased with time. She enjoys creating romantic stories set in the picturesque towns located along the east coast. Her favorite authors are Jane Austen, Georgette Heyer, Betty Neels, and Mary Burchell. Erica lives in Georgia with her husband and two children.