Beach Reads (Boozy Book Club Midlife Romance #3) Read Online Rose Bak

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Boozy Book Club Midlife Romance Series by Rose Bak
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Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14215 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 71(@200wpm)___ 57(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
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She was supposed to be celebrating her sister’s birthday, not falling in love with some guy she just met!

When her sister invites her on a girls’ weekend to celebrate her fiftieth birthday, Teresa tries her best to get out of it. She’s much too busy to take a vacation, let alone spend time with the charming and sexy bartender at the resort they’re visiting.
Colin never believed in love at first sight, at least until he set eyes on Teresa. The curvy beauty is everything he’s ever wanted in a woman. If he could just convince her to stay…but first, he needs to tell her the truth about who he really is.
It’s not just a vacation fling…it’s love.

“Beach Reads” is a prequel novella in the “Boozy Book Club” series. Each story in the series is a steamy standalone featuring a couple over forty-five, a nosy group of matchmaking friends, and a sweet happily ever after that proves anyone can find love later in life.

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Prologue—Teresa

“Mom, I told you, I don’t have time for this.”

“I don’t care. It’s only four days. Three and a half really. You can make time for your sister on her special day.” Her voice softened. “It’s important to her to have you there.”

“I don’t know why.” Even I could hear the poutiness in my voice, as if I were thirteen instead of forty-three. “She’ll have Emma and Dawn there. She doesn’t need me.”

My older sister Evie was turning fifty and she had decided to have a girls’ weekend at a resort in the Florida Keys. Why I had to be one of the girls, I wasn’t sure. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciated the offer, but my sister and I were not particularly close. In fact, we were as different as night and day.

Seven years older than me, Evie was embracing the outrageousness of middle age. She was a serial dater and a chronic flirt who was also loud, unspoken, and prone to dying her hair weird colors. Lately we had seen that she also had some business savvy. After years of bouncing from job to job, she had recently bought a bookstore, turning it into a popular community gathering place and a thriving business. In this day of e-books, that was no small feat.

My sister was always throwing herself into what she called “adventures”. For Evie, everything was an adventure. She could have an adventure going grocery shopping. And turning fifty was going to be her biggest adventure.

“Come on, Teri Bear,” she’d wheedled, pulling out the childish nickname she had saddled me with as a baby. “We’re going to go ziplining and parasailing and snorkeling and dancing.”

“Even if I could take time off from work, which I can’t right now, there’s no way I would do all that crazy stuff.”

I was the cautious one in the family. Evie liked to joke that I didn’t even go to the bathroom without conducting an analysis and putting it on my schedule. The truth was, I was one of those Type A people. I was always working, always planning, always meticulous in everything I did.

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, but I know that you haven’t had a vacation in years. You need a break. Just imagine how great it would be spending the entire day on the beach, reading and drinking frozen cocktails.”

My sister was not wrong about me needing a break, and I couldn’t deny that relaxing on a sunny beach sounded like heaven. I hadn’t taken a vacation in so long I was maxed out on vacation time at work. Our human resources director had sent me an email recently advising me that I was no longer accruing any new time off and needed to “evaluate ways to have more appropriate work/life balance” – code for “take a damn vacation.”

“Teresa Ann Fontenot,” my mother interrupted my train of thought. “You will not disappoint your sister. She asks so little from you.”

I sighed. It was true. Evie was a great sister, always there for me when I needed her. I supposed four days away would be doable, especially when two of those days were the weekend. If I caught an early flight back on Monday I would really only miss work on Friday. Plus, I could bring my laptop and work from one of those beach cabanas. In fact, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that a change of scenery would be nice, especially right now when it was cold and dreary here in New York City.

“Fine, I’ll go,” I said grudgingly.

“Good girl.”

I rolled my eyes. I only hoped I was not going to regret this.

Colin

I wiped down the bar and ignored the suggestive looks the blonde in the tiny bikini was shooting my way. After all these years working at the Hamilton Keys Resort, I knew the look of a woman on the prowl. I noted the tan lines on her ring finger and idly wondered if she was recently divorced or having a weekend away from her husband. Either way I wasn’t interested. She was much too young for me, and much too artificial. From her tits to her lips to her hair extensions, there didn’t seem to be any original parts on this one. Not to mention the fact that the entire top of her face was unnaturally still, as if she’d had one too many Botox injections.


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