Title: Barefoot in the Sand (Barefoot Bay, Book One)
Should she call him Mr. Walker? His email seemed so...casual, at least for an architectural genius. So maybe he wouldn’t want --
A voice floated up from the beach. A male voice.
Ashley laughed at something he said, and he turned just enough for Lacey to get an eyeful of sweat-glistening chest and abs and...wow.
Okay, stop right there, buddy. Lacey launched forward, driven by primal instinct, forgetting the call and ignoring the fiery hot sand on her bare feet.
They both turned at her words, Ashley’s body language screaming disgust as she rolled her eyes. But Lacey barely saw her. Her gaze was locked on the predator, preparing her counter attack in full mother lioness mode, quickly assessing his danger level.
His danger level was...hot.
He stunned her with a blinding smile. He disarmed her with a shake of his honey-colored locks, revealing a handsome, tanned face and a tiny gold hoop in one ear. Then he stopped her in her tracks by stretching out his hand.
“I’m Clay Walker.”
“No. I mean, yes. But...” She froze, completely thrown, her brain short circuiting at his words.
Colonel Sanders he was not.
“I told you I’d check out the property.”
“Oh, I expected someone...” Older. Dressed. Not gorgeous. “...after I called.”
“I didn’t want to wait,” he said. He kept his hand out and she had no choice but to take it, instantly lost in big, calloused, masculine fingers. “I was too intrigued by the idea of building here.”
“So am I.” Intrigued, that was. Intrigued and wary.
“It’s no problem,” she lied, extracting her hand and forcing her eyes off his body and onto his face. Like that was any less stupefying. “But there’s been a mistake.”
Dark brows shot up, revealing eyes just about the color of the water behind him. “What’s that?”
“You’re not Clayton Walker.”
“Don’t tell me.” The smile turned wry. “You were expecting Clayton Walker Senior?”
Senior? Like...his father? “I was expecting the owner of the firm.” The man who designed some of the most stunning hotels in the world, who probably didn’t have hair to his shoulders or an earring or a tattoo of a flame-encircled star on a sizeable bicep. “The Clayton Walker. That’s who I emailed.”
“Actually, you emailed me,” he said simply.
“I got the contact off the web site.”
He shrugged a sizable shoulder. “I guess my name’s still there. It wouldn’t be the first time someone’s made the mistake.”
“Do you work for him?”
“No, I don’t have anything to do with my father’s business.”
“Oh. That’s a shame.” Disappointment dribbled in her stomach and mixed with some other unfamiliar tightness down there.
“But you aren’t the Clayton Walker.”
He laughed softly, a rumbly, gritty, sensual sound that reverberated through Lacey’s chest down to her toes. “Look, I’ve been checking out this property for a couple of days and, based on that email you sent, I’m totally capable of doing this job for you.”
Except he wasn’t capable because he was too young and too inexperienced and too...shirtless.
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I am so damn happy that Roxanne has a new series! I have been hooked on her books since the Bullet Catchers Series.
This new series is hot, humorous, and addictive.
I was hooked from the horrific, heart-pounding beginning of Barefoot in the Sand. Roxanne knows how to draw the reader in with such descriptive scenes. I felt like I had suffered along with Ashley and Lacey, huddled underneath the mattress as hurricane winds tore off the roof of her home.
The sexual chemistry is great between Lacey and Clay-instantaneous and scorching. What woman could resist a tattooed, dirty-blond-haired, ear-pierced, nekked-chest hottie with a killer smile? I could easily visualize Clay Walker in his board shorts and panty-dropping smile.
But it wasn't just about the sex, people. Although, it was good-VERY GOOD-and had me sticking my head in the freezer a few times, lol.
What I love about this book is the emotional tug at the heart. This is a story about the power of forgiveness, standing up for what you want and believe in, as well as rebuilding your life from the ground up after tragedy. It is also about owning up to past mistakes, as Lacey's ex-boyfriend struggles to come to terms with leaving Lacey alone and pregnant fourteen years ago.
There is some world building going on with the really likable secondary characters. And I am eager to read about each characters journey---bring it on, Rocki!
Lacey has three gals she has counted on since college...Jocelyn, Tessa, and Zoe. All have very distinctive personalities and an unshakable bond as friends. I so love a great story about gal pals that stick through the good and the bad. And those that know how to make a mean margarita are good to know, too, lol.
This book made me want to sit on the beach, sip on some fru-fru fruity drink, heavy on the Patron or The Captain, while listening to the waves and smelling the salty air. I'm a beach gal, born and raised, so maybe I'm a little bit partial. But for me, the beach is the life. And I can't wait to visit Barefoot Bay in the next installment of Roxanne's newest series. Barefoot in the Rain has an expected release date of November 2012.
And also as a special treat--I'm giving this a 4 SUN RATING for it's hotness factor.
HAPPY UPCOMING SUMMER AND HAPPY READING!