Fall in love at Bayside, where sandy beaches, good friends, and true love come together in the sweet small towns of Cape Cod.
BAYSIDE SUMMERS is a series of standalone steamy romance novels featuring alpha male heroes and sexy, empowered women. They’re fun, flirty, flawed, deeply emotional, always passionate, and easy to relate to. And of course, you’ll see cameos from the Seaside Summers characters!
In BAYSIDE PASSIONS…
When Emery Andrews’s best friend, Desiree, moves away, falls in love, and opens a an inn all in one summer, she feels her absence like a missing limb. Until she visits over the holidays and meets sinfully hot Dean Masters, who’s as easy on the eyes as he is to talk to. After returning home, what starts as a flurry of late-night flirtations quickly turns into a deep connection and unexpected friendship. Now, months later, Desiree offers Emery a job teaching yoga at the inn. Adventurous Emery jumps at the chance and heads for Wellfleet, Massachusetts, to reunite with her BFF and her new close friend, Dean.
After months of sharing their lives, and their secrets, over video chats and phone calls, Dean’s ready to move things to the next level. The fact that Emery seems oblivious to the sparks between them and has recently put her foot down about dating friends just means he’ll have to bide his time.
When Emery finds a naked man in her kitchen the first morning she’s there, Dean doesn’t hesitate to move her into his guest room. Maybe now Emery will see what’s right before her eyes–although that guy she’s got a date with might be a problem.
“He was a strong man, but Emery had become his Achilles’ heel.”
“What is it about me that makes guys want to build a fortress and lock me away? I’m tough. I can handle myself. I don’t take shit from anyone and there’s no guy on earth who’s going to get anything I don’t want to give.”
“I’m too broken to be fixed.”
“Everything you want, Emery, everything you need, is standing right in front of you.”
Bayside Passions is a entertaining friends to lovers romance with a bit of unrequited flare. Dean and Emery pull you into their story from the very first page and keep you begging for more. The banter between the two of them was so cute and entertaining. And don’t ever get me started on the sparks between these two!! The sparks between Dean and Emery were intense and held so much promise; I just couldn’t get enough. I loved the build and lead up to their romance. Emery and Dean had an amazing friendship, and their feelings only grew the more time they spent with one another. Things between these two were just so effortless, you couldn’t help but root for them.
Dean was so unbelievably sweet and protective. Not only was he a total alpha, but he totally rocked the swoon factor. He knew from the moment he met Emery that he had to have her, but was afraid to frighten her away. You see, Emery has burned by relationships with friends in the past and was determined to do whatever it took to keep Dean as her friend. She was awkward and frustrating at times, but I understood her and her actions. I couldn’t wait for her to open her eyes and see what an amazing man she had right in front of her. And Dean…. You could tell that he worshiped Emery and would give her the world if she let him.
Bayside Passions was a fabulous read from beginning to end. Melissa Foster doesn’t disappoint with her sexy and swoon worthy alphas and unforgettable love stories. And let me tell you, Bayside Passions was all of that and then some. It was fun and entertaining. It was sweet and seductive with just the right amount of drama and sexiness. I loved getting lost in Dean and Emery’s story and look forward to discovering more of this series in the future.
*I was provided an ARC copy of this book, in exchange for an honest review*
The next morning Emery woke with the sun, lying in Violet’s guest bedroom planning the first day of her new life. She couldn’t wait to check out her studios at the inn and at the resort. She planned to hold most of her yoga classes outdoors, but Desiree and Violet had renovated the den as a studio for when it rained. The guys at Bayside Resort had created a wonderful community center last summer, where she could hold classes in bad weather, and they were allowing her to use one of the offices there, too. She was excited to put up some of her decorations and make each of those spaces her own.
She climbed out of bed and stretched, thinking about last night. She’d had so much fun seeing everyone again, and spending time with Desiree. She couldn’t believe she already had a date lined up with…Oh gosh. What was his name? She winced and then remembered it was Dave something or other. They were meeting at the Beachcomber, an oceanside restaurant and bar. Dean had looked annoyed about her date, but he would be happy once he realized she’d heeded the advice he’d given her over the winter. Or rather, the mandate he’d given her when he’d read her the riot act about leaving a bar with some guy she’d just met to go have pizza. Safety 101, Emery! You don’t give up control to a guy you don’t know. You’re in his car. You’re under his control. No more of that shit. Got it?
She smiled to herself with the memory. As if her older brothers hadn’t taught her enough self-defense for her to be able to protect herself if things got out of hand. Sheesh! Though she had to admit, she liked Dean’s protective nature. It was adorable. Especially when he’d sent her a mad-faced selfie afterward.
She scrolled to one of those pictures on her phone. Austin was right; he did look like a Viking. His thick arms were crossed over his massive chest. Tattoos covered his left shoulder, pecs, and biceps. His beard was trimmed into a neat V, making him appear even more serious. His piercing blue eyes stared straight ahead, both intimidating and a turn-on. Heat tiptoed up her chest, and she blew out a breath. Don’t even go there. You suck at relationships.
She wasn’t stupid enough to ruin their friendship or to put her job at risk. Been there, done that.
Thinking about their dance, and the way his big, strong body had moved with the fluidity of a man half his size, she absently rubbed her head where she’d bonked his chin.
I am such a klutz.
She zipped off a text to him, Sorry for the headbutt, added a smiley emoticon, and then typed, You never told me you were secretly a dirty dancer. It wasn’t until after she sent it that she realized it was only six thirty in the morning. He was probably out running with Drake and Rick, like most mornings.
She set her phone on the dresser and padded out to the kitchen to get some ice water with lemon, her go-to morning drink. She opened the fridge and was surprised to find a pitcher of ice water with sliced lemons floating in it. Warmed by the thought that Violet had remembered, she took it as a sign that today was going to be a great day.
As she poured herself a glass of water, Violet’s bedroom door opened and a very tall, very naked man sauntered out. He had a mop of dark hair on his head, a sprinkling on his chest, and holy mother of hotness, he was perfectly manscaped below the waist.
“Mornin’.” His lips curved up in a crooked grin that reminded her of Dermot Mulroney.
“Morning,” she mumbled, trying futilely not to stare at his enormous, dangling cock.
He grabbed a carton of milk from the fridge and set it on the counter as if he did it every morning. For all Emery knew, he did.
“Watering the counter?” he asked.
She followed his gaze to the pitcher she’d forgotten she was holding, and the water spilling all over the counter. “Oh, shit.” She grabbed a dishcloth and scrambled to clean up the mess.
He chuckled, poured himself a glass of milk, and walked casually back into Violet’s bedroom.
If finding the water with lemon had been the sign of a great day, what the hell kind of sign was that?
Melissa Foster is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance and new adult romance with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Melissa’s emotional journeys are lovingly erotic and always family oriented–perfect beach reads for contemporary romance lovers who enjoy reading about wealthy heroes and smart, sassy heroines.