When summer hits I am packed every weekend heading to North
Myrtle Beach. I stay in a little place called Little River, my grandmother owns
a double wide there. Since I was born I have been a beach bum. What’s more relaxing then sitting on the ocean all day listen to the waves with bunch of
snacks and drinks?
At night time, we head to the Tanager Outlets, Barefoot
Landing, or the game rooms on the strip. We usually walk across the street to
the little fair and get on the Scrambler. Yep, I love going around in circles
until I am dizzy.
The best restaurants to eat at are in Little River. We head
down to Crab Catcher’s on the Waterfront, eat out on the deck, and watch all the
boats come in and out of the canal.
I love to stay busy and take my kids places. Life is to
short not to enjoy life so I make the best of it.
***
Title:Alaskan Love Voyage
Author/pen
name: Lynn Hammond
Genre: New Adult
Publisher: Lynn Hammond
Date of Publication: 12-7-2017
ASIN: B077ZNFPNJ
ISBN: 1981651144
Number of pages: 91
Word Count: 22,061
Blurb:
Bartender Keegan
Rivers, full-time college student, takes an Alaska cruise to enjoy the scenery
and see her sister. She leaves behind the hurt created by her ex-boyfriend from
Charlotte, North Carolina. Keegan’s Christmas wish is to find hot sex on the
boat, to forget all her worries.
Otis Collins is a college student not looking for love, just sex. He just needs
a distraction from school and his teacher’s wife. While on his way for some
holiday fun, he finds himself attracted to this sexy beauty with long auburn
hair who comes to sit beside him at the airport.
After a few days of fun on the ship, Otis starts to feel more. Can a Christmas
miracle unite two people who weren’t looking for love?
Excerpt:
Otis
I’ve been in this tiny stateroom for
one hour. When I got inside the room, there was only one bed. I picked up the
phone and called downstairs. They told me that the beds will separate into two
full-size ones.
After twenty minutes of getting the
beds separated and our luggage put up, I am starving. I decide to call our
friends and see where they are. They tell me there weren’t enough tickets left
for everyone, so they decided to change their plans. They are going to celebrate
Christmas with a road trip closer to home. Great. I guess I should have checked
with them first. At least now I can spend as much time with Keegan as I want. I
decide to see what she’s up to.
Me: Hey you ready to eat?
Keegan: Yeah, let me get some
clothes on, and I’ll meet you at the elevator.
Me: Shoot, I am heading that way to
help you. <3
Keegan: Maybe tonight.
She didn’t say no! I get a feeling
that this girl is going to be hard to let go of when our cruise is done. She is
beautiful, sassy, smart, and has a body with all the curves a man wants. I push
Carl out the door, and we head to meet Keegan.
She is waiting right where she said.
She has put on a pair of leggings with Christmas lights on them, and a reindeer
sweatshirt. She has short, black Ugg boots on. The whole ensemble is really
cute and accentuates her curves. When I get to her, I can smell a vanilla and
cinnamon fragrance. She smells like a homemade apple pie. I am suddenly
thankful our friends couldn’t make it. I wrap my arm around her shoulders and
lean into her.
“Tonight, I am going to eat the best
Apple pie,” I whisper in her ear and she shudders. Let the games begin.
We all get on the elevator and push
the third-floor button. Carl is staring out the glass window, talking about the
hot women he saw while walking in front of the slot machine room. Neither of us
is paying any attention to him. Keegan has melted against me, snuggling her
head on my chest. All I can think about is getting her in bed and showing her
she’s mine.
The elevator stops, and we walk out,
heading toward the dining area. Tonight is steak and lobster. There are already
people standing at the door, waiting to be seated. After about fifteen minutes,
we are taken to a table. We are sitting with other people because the ship must
accommodate everyone. As long as no other guy sits with us, I don’t have a
problem with it.
The waiter arrives to get our drink
orders, and Carl motions for me to look behind me. When I turn around, I see a
woman I recognize. She is wearing a little, formfitting, red satin dress and is
heading towards our table. She sits down beside me and starts talking to the
man on her other side.
I suddenly realize who she is, and
my heart skips a beat. Shoot! Breathe. That’s what I need to do. That was my
professor’s wife I slept with. She has changed her hair from dark brown to
light brown with auburn color streaks. This cannot be happening. I look over to
Carl, who is laughing quietly at the table. Keegan has now turned to him and is
asking what’s so funny. I can feel the sweat running down my back. I open my
phone and text him.
Ding. He hides the phone under the table before looking at it.
Otis: Man, we got to find another
table.
Carl: Hell no, this place is packed
and I am hungry. Just don’t make eye contact with that woman. If she says
anything to you, pretend you didn’t hear her.
Like that’s gonna help. I slide my
chair closer to Keegan and wrap my arm around her shoulders. The waiter arrives
with our beverages. He takes all our orders and walks off to plug them into the
computer.
“So, Keegan, what kind of job do you
do?” I ask, keeping my attention on her.
“I am a bartender at Whisky River in
Charlotte, North Carolina,” she says.
The woman beside me snorts, and then
laughs. This is not making things easier. Keegan opens her mouth to say
something, but I close it with my lips. She smiles. Crisis averted for now.
“During the day, I go to school. I
am taking engineering classes now, and then I will transfer to do civil
engineering,” she continues after our kiss.
The whole table gets quiet, and all
eyes are on her. I am shocked that a woman would want to do that kind of work,
and it looks like I’m not the only one. But somehow, it only makes her hotter.
“Wow! That is so cool. I think I am
in love with you,” Carl beats me to it.
“Really? You’re going into
engineering? That’s a man’s job,” the woman beside me says.
She seems really determined to
insert herself in our conversation.
“I’m sorry, what is your name?”
Keegan asks her.
I am now biting my tongue, praying it’s
not Dina, or that she won’t talk about our time together.
“It’s Dina! The man beside you used
to call me his angel in bed,” she says.
Shit! Keegan looks pissed. She
stands up, throws her napkin down, and excuses herself from the table. I watch
her walk off, unable to follow. I am stunned. I don’t know what to do.
“Otis, I am so sorry I said that. I
will get up and apologize,” Dina says.
“Hell no, stay away from her and
stay away from me,” I say abruptly. Hasn’t she done enough harm already? I push
out of my chair and chase after Keegan.
I find her halfway down the hall and
start jogging after her. She turns around, and the look on her face is pure
anger. Her cheeks are splotchy and her neck is streaked red. She holds her hand
up for me to stop where I am.
“Look, I am sorry I got up and left,
but what that woman said brought back some memories, and I just lashed out. I
had a fiancé; his name was Bishop. I walked into work a little early, one day,
and he was having sex with my best friend in the supply closet. He told her she
fucked like an angel,” she says, crying.
Now I understand her reaction. I
walk over and put my arms around her, and just let her cry. I don’t understand
why a man would want to cheat on her. I have known her for a day, and I want to
keep her forever.
After a few minutes, she pulls away
and wipes her eyes. “I am so sorry I fussed at you. It is not your fault, what
my ex did. What you did, with that woman in there, is not my business.”
“That happened months ago, and I
don’t really want to talk about it. I was being a punk back then, and I used
her to get a good grade in school,” I say, hoping this is the end of it.
As we turn to leave, we hear Carl
calling our names. He runs up, out of breath, bending down with his hands on
his knees. You would think he ran a marathon.
“Hey, guys, were you going to leave
me in there, with those crazy people? Hey, there is a pub restaurant one floor
up. Let’s go try the Ultimate Skillet burger,” he says.
Why not? It’s not like we’re going
back in there anyway, and we’re still hungry. I grab Keegan’s hand, and we head
towards the elevator.
We make it to this place, on the
next level, called The Salty Dog. We head in and take a seat at
Author bio:
Lynn Hammond works fulltime as a
LPN but writes at night. She lives in Rock Hill, South Carolina. She is a RWA
member. She loves to make children’s tutu in her spare time and any kind of
Pinterest ideas. Every night before bed she takes time to read. She loves
romance, paranormal romance, and erotica. She is a proud mother of three
beautiful girls, two beautiful grandbabies, two boxer pups, two lizards, four
ducks, and love spending time with her husband riding in her father’s old
corvette. She is a new author writing New Adult romance and would love to hear
for readers.
May 11, 2011 my life changed.
My father left my house on a motorcycle.
About five minutes later we heard several different siren
sounds.
An ambulance went down our road several times with the sirens
on. My husband decided he wants to go find out what was going on.
That day I lost my father and I lost myself.
It took two years to recover from his death.
I went to a facility for seven weeks to do Cognitive
therapy. These classes help recovery from PTSD. My assignment was
"pick one hobby to do". I picked reading. After seven weeks’ I
could read a whole book without distractions.
I have been reading one book every two days. I notice that
this helps me relax and imagine myself in the romance stories.
When I started reviewing books on Amazon I notice the authors
were sending me Facebook request. I really enjoyed talking with them,
playing games on their sites, and just helping them with characters in their
book.
I went to my first RT convention in Atlanta, GA. I decided why
not try to write. I really enjoyed the atmosphere. I ask several authors about
my ideas and they loved it and encouraged me to write.
I like New Adult Romance because it is
exciting. At the beginning adult stages, the teenagers are experimenting. They
want to be grown-ups. As a teenager once myself you are so full of life and you
have so many obstacles to face.
I have a lot of
stories to tell and one day I hope to get them all out.
Thanks for Listen,
Lynn Hamond
Author website and social media
links:
