WHISPERS ON THE WATER (SURF SHACK #1) BY ANDREA GOEPPERT EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: ANDREA GOEPPERT
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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Sam
As the early morning ocean breeze wafts through the small storefront,
I’m leaning over the long bar, one leg tucked behind the other as I
review the order sheet for the week. Math was never my strong suit, and I
have my phone calculator out to help figure out how many more bottles of
vodka we need to last the busy weekend.
There’s a ding, and my head briefly looks up. Tilly, my best friend for
almost a decade, walks toward me, a bright smile on her heart-shaped face,
as her long, dark hair, whips around.
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I look back down. “Hey.”
“Hello, my love,” Tilly says, tossing her large canvas bag on the bar.
“Two shots please.”
I cast a disapproving glare her way. “It’s ten.”
She winces but keeps her smile. “Sam, I need to start my day relaxed and
clear headed. Nothing does that like tequila.”
Shaking my head, I ignore Tilly’s request. It’s probably a joke, but even
after knowing her for eight years, it’s sometimes hard to tell. Instead, I
narrow my eyes and stare her down. With a roll of her head, Tilly relents.
“Alright, Coke it is.” She hurries around inside the boundaries of the
wooden bar, flicks some of her long black hair over her shoulder, and peeks
at the order form.
Tilly taps on the paper in front of me. “You missed a whole case.” I shove
my friend away but add the case of bottled Corona she pointed out.
After totalling everything at the bottom, I place the order form under the
register to hand over to the delivery guy when he comes later. Then, I turn
to Tilly, who is sipping a Coke while scrolling through her phone.
“So?” I ask, crossing my arms. A coy grin spreads over Tilly’s face, and if
I’m not mistaken, a little bit of a blush. My friend can be wild at times,
especially during her many dates, but I love hearing the stories, even if I
suspect Tilly embellishes them for my benefit.
I watch as Tilly excitedly sets down her soda, ready to spill the beans on
her date last night. “Well, he took me to Alfredo’s, ordered the most
expensive steak, and a ‘76 clone chardonnay,” she beams with a hint of
mischief in her eyes though I have no idea what the man’s wine selection
means.
Leaning against the weathered bar, I raise an eyebrow. “Come on, Til,
gimme the juicy details! You never came home last night. I know you’ve
got something.”
Tilly just smiles and shakes her head, teasing, “What’s in it for me?”
Before I can answer, our banter gets cut short as a tourist ambles through
the open front door. My attention shifts instantly from Tilly to the
newcomer, clearly out of his element. His head is shaved, and he’s drenched
in sweat, making him look more like a melting ice cream cone than a tourist
—a typical sight in Costa Rica’s heat, though I’ve long gotten used to it.
The bar’s closed for another half hour, but the attached surf rental shop is
open for business.
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