Fernhill Lane (Huckleberry Bay #2) Read Online Kristen Proby

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Huckleberry Bay Series by Kristen Proby
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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 75907 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
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“We’re also incredibly busy,” Cordelia says.

“Not to mention, no one has really asked us out on a date. At least, they haven’t asked me,” Mira adds with a shrug. “Besides, I’ve got my head in the kitchen too much to go out and chase down a man.”

“Well, if none of you are snatched up, the men in this town are blind,” June adds.

“What about you?” Darla asks, looking right at June. “You’re single.”

“And happy to stay that way,” June insists.

“But, what about orgasms?” This comes from Luna, who’s clearly been enjoying the martinis. Her eyes are a little glassy, and her mouth is soft as she grins. “A girl needs regular orgasms.”

“Who says she needs a man for that?” June demands. “There are plenty of other ways to get to that goal.”

We all blink at June for a moment and then erupt in laughter.

“I suppose that’s true,” I reply. “Hell, I went more than eight years without sex.”

“What?” Cordelia frowns. “But, weren’t you married?”

“Marriage has absolutely nothing to do with sex,” I assure her. “He got tired of me after a while, and when I found out that he was screwing everything with a set of lungs and a heartbeat, I knew that I’d never let him touch me again. Who knows what he was exposed to?”

“Ew,” Mira says, wrinkling her nose. “That sucks big time.”

“Not really.” I shrug and take a sip of this excellent beverage. “He was really, really bad at it, anyway. I don’t think he ever made me come. So, I wasn’t missing out on much. Now, Tanner, on the other hand, never has an issue getting me to come.”

“Here’s the good stuff,” Darla says, leaning in. “Tanner’s hot. I’m not gonna lie. A lot of us single ladies in town have had our eye on him for a long time. He is sexy with a capital X.”

We laugh, and Darla looks around at us.

“What? He is!”

“Sexy starts with an S, drunk girl,” I inform her. “But yes, you’re right. He’s hot and has excellent equipment, and believe me when I say that he knows what to do with it. And he just has this sweet way that he holds my face”—I reach for June to demonstrate—“like I’m the best treasure he has in the whole world, and he’s all sweet and gentle and stuff.”

“Yeah, yeah, with the sweet and gentle,” June says, waving me off. “Go back to hot.”

I grin, and when I realize that my glass is empty, I fill it back up. “Why do I have to tell all my secrets? Wolfe’s sexy. Let’s hear about his secret sexy ways. Luna?”

All of our attention turns to our hostess, who simply smiles.

“He’s bossy. And it’s the absolute best.”

“Love it when Tanner gets bossy,” I agree, and clink my glass to hers. “Does he do the pin-your-hands-above-your-head thing?”

“Sometimes,” she says. “Mostly, it’s just always really intense. I mean, he can be playful, too, but it’s just so intense, and I think I might blow up from the heat, and then I don’t blow up.”

“We are so fucking drunk,” Cordelia says with a snort. “And I haven’t had sex in far too long.”

“I highly recommend it,” I inform her. “Frequently and as much as you can. I guess those two things mean the same thing.”

“We’re gonna need rides home,” Darla decides. “These drinks were strong.”

“I’m sure the guys could drive us,” Luna says, but I shake my head.

“I think they were all going down to Lighthouse Pizza for beer.” I narrow my eyes and reach for my phone. “But I could call Tanner and see.”

“Actually, you can all crash here,” Luna says. “I have four guest bedrooms and a couch, if you don’t want to share.”

“Who cares about sharing?” Mira fills her glass again. “Since we’re staying, let’s keep drinking.”

“I really like your style,” June says as she offers her glass for a refill.

September 3, 2005

* * *

Dear Diary,

The eagle has landed. I repeat, the eagle has landed. Ha! This girl isn’t a virgin anymore. Tanner’s a gentleman, and I know he would have waited longer, but I just didn’t want to. I love him, and he’s so hot! How could a girl say no?

I couldn’t.

Tanner rented us a hotel room down in Newport, and we had a romantic dinner from room service. Then, we took a walk on the beach before we went up to the room and made love.

Gosh, I love him so much!! He’s my soulmate. My lobster. The peanut butter to my jelly.

He’s everything I ever wanted in a man. I just know we’re going to be together forever.

TTYL,

Sarah

Chapter Eighteen

Tanner

“How are you feeling, pretty girl?”

Sarah arrived home a little while ago, looking pretty rough after last night’s shenanigans with her friends, but she wanted to take a walk on the beach to clear her head.


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