Stuck in sleepy New Smyrna Beach one last summer, Raine socks away her camp pay checks, worries about her druggy brother, and ignores trouble: Cal Koomer. She’s a plane ticket away from teaching orphans in Africa, and not even Cal’s surfer six-pack and the chinks she spies in his rebel armor will derail her.The artist in Cal begs to paint Raine’s ivory skin, high cheek bones, and internal sparklers behind her eyes, but falling for her would caterwaul him into his parents’ life. No thanks. The girl was self-righteous waiting to happen. Mom served sanctimony like vegetables, three servings a day, and he had a gut full.Rec Director Drew taunts her with “Rainey” and calls her an enabler. He is so infernally there like a horsefly—till he buzzes back to his ex.Raine’s brother tweaks. Her dream of Africa dies small deaths. Will she figure out what to fight for and what to free before it’s too late?For anyone who’s ever wrestled with her dreams.

In the tradition of The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, four friends navigate college and the drama churned up by their Florida beach band to cement friendship and more.

A tale of passions indulged, denied, and ultimately forgiven:On the verge of bagging the two things he wants most—a sailing charter business and marrying old money—Jake Murray's fiancée/sole crew member dumps him. Salvation comes in the form of dyslexic, basketball toting Rachel Martin, the only one to apply for the first mate position he slapped on craigslist.On a dead run from an affair with a married man, Rachel's salvation is shoving ocean between her and temptation.Rapid fire dialogue and romantic tension sail Jake's biker-chick of a boat through hurricanes, real and figurative. A cast of wannabe sailors, Rachel's ex, Jake's, a baby—go along for the ride.The many-layered story weaves together disparate strands into a seamless cord. Mother and daughter look eerily alike—down to their lusts. Their symbiotic bond, forged in the blood of childbirth on the kitchen floor and cemented by their secrets, must be cracked open. A son must go...

Cal walked out of jail and into a second chance at winning Aly with his grandma's beater sailboat and a reclaimed dream of sailing charters.Aly has the business smarts, strings to a startup loan, and heart he never should have broken. He's got squat. Unless you count enough original art to stock a monster rummage sale and an affection for weed.But he'd only ever loved Aly. That had to count for something. Aly needed a guy who owned yard tools, tires worth rotating, and a voter's registration card. He'd be that guy or die trying.For anyone who's ever struggled to measure up. And failed.