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Jon’s hazel eyes were close to hers and she could feel warmth where he was touching her.
“I’m going to be right here, okay?” he said. “Your lifeline, like we talked about yesterday. Everybody needs one in this line of work.”
Her lifeline. Yes, she needed someone to make sure she wasn’t going under. Jon would do that.
As if he could read her mind he said, “I’ll be right here. I won’t let you go under.”
Sherry took a breath and nodded. Okay, she could do this. At least she would try.
“I’m okay.”
He kissed her on the forehead. “You’re more than okay. You can do this.”
“I hope so.”
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Janie Crouch
JANIE CROUCH has loved to read romance her whole life. She cut her teeth on Mills & Boon Romance novels as a preteen, then moved on to a passion for romantic suspense as an adult. Janie lives with her husband and four children overseas. Janie enjoys traveling, long-distance running, movie watching, knitting and adventure/obstacle racing. You can find out more about her at www.janiecrouch.com.
To “my” Jon and Sherry: it has been such a joy for everyone to watch the two of you fall in love.
A beautiful romance that books—mine or otherwise—would only hope to imitate.
May you forever live out Ed Sheeran’s “Tenerife Sea.”
I’ll always think of you when I hear it.
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Sherry Mitchell was pretty sure she was the only tourist on the beaches of Corpus Christi, Texas, wearing a long-sleeved shirt and jeans to try to help her relax. Especially since the late-afternoon heat was expected to spike toward one hundred degrees on this June day.
Granted, she was under a large, colorful beach umbrella that threw enough shade to protect her from a great deal of the sun’s rays and the heat. She was from Houston—a Texas girl born and bred—so was perhaps a little more adjusted to the heat than some of the tourists used to more temperate climates. But she’d still received a couple of odd glances.
She had her bathing suit—a red bikini she’d bought last week especially for this vacation—on under her clothes. Somehow she hadn’t been able to force herself
