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Chapter 28

Author: Ash Turner
last update Last Updated: 2022-08-29 07:37:10
The beach was officially crowded. Up and down the strip of white sand by the water, beachgoers were walking to and fro, and loungers laid about soaking up the life-giving rays of sunshine. Out of respect for Eliza, he averted his eyes from the scantily clad girls in every direction. Lucky for them, the hotel had its own strip of beach, so they needn’t have to fight for any place to lay their things. As Eliza laid down their towels, he shucked his flip-flops and slipped his shirt off.

“Hey, Mr. Six-pack, don’t give any girls a heart attack,” she taunted him.

“Whatever,” he muttered. He was about to add another retort, but his eyes were riveted.

Eliza had just come out of her own clothing and the bikini she had on—white with blue horizontal stripes, kind of sailor-ish—accented all of her curves perfectly.

It took him a second to realize his mouth was hanging open and he was pretty sure he was drooling. With effort, he closed his mouth as she laid back on the towel. “What? You’re not
Ash Turner

I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who has read up until this point. I'd love to hear your feedback and wanted to remind you that is is book 2 of the CHILDREN OF GODS saga. Book 1 (CHILDREN OF GODS) is complete and available on Goodnovel.

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