Chasing Carolina: Just For The Summer Part 9

Giving her a.s.s a squeeze, I kiss her hard and moan into her mouth as her lips part, allowing my tongue access to tangle with hers. She tastes like suns.h.i.+ne and sweet tea, warming my mouth and making my d.i.c.k harden in my race suit.

No other girl can hold a candle to Ashlynn. I sound like an a.s.shole, but every time I f.u.c.k a girl, it's her face I picture as I c.u.m. I'd never get it up if I didn't, but I'm a guy and we need that release, so I make do with what I have.

"Just so you know, we're not leaving my house until absolutely necessary, because I plan on f.u.c.kin' that sweet p.u.s.s.y of yours while I can. The Beast has been very homesick."

She lets out the cutest giggle as she wiggles out of my embrace. "Well, I'm only here until Sat.u.r.day night, and then I have to fly back to Georgia first thing Sunday."

I give her a questionable glance as I take her hand and lead her into the garage. "I thought you just finished cla.s.ses this week. Why do you have to rush back home?"

Her eyes fill with sadness and she quickly diverts them to the floor. Whenever she's unable to look me in the eye, it's always a bad thing.

"I got a scholars.h.i.+p to study abroad for the summer in London, and an interns.h.i.+p with a travel magazine based there. It's a great opportunity for me. Plus, Nikki's coming too, so I won't be alone. I needed to see you before I left, because I'll be gone all summer, and by the time I return, fall semester will be starting."

Well, f.u.c.k. I got my hopes up, because she showed up here, and it's just to tell me she's leaving and going halfway across the f.u.c.king world.

"Don't go falling in love with anyone over there while you're gone." My words come out more bitter than I intended.

Wrapping her arms around my waist, she hugs me to her. "That'll never happen. Plus, I already lived the most amazing summer of my life. This one is going to be all work and no play."

LYING IN BED BESIDE CHASE feels surreal. It's been two months since we were together in Daytona. When I got the letter saying I was chosen to study abroad, I had mixed emotions. I was both happy and sad, because I was looking forward to spending another summer with Chase. There was just no possible way I could turn it down. I only have one more year of college left, then hopefully Chase and I will finally have our chance to be together.

Our situation sucks, but our arrangement has worked so far. I've continued writing on my downtime. I finished my first novel almost a month ago. It took me longer than expected, due to my heavy workload with school and all the volunteering I do with my sorority and with cheer. I uploaded it to Amazon last month after having my friend Kayla, who's an English major at school, edited it. I've never been more nervous in my life. I didn't tell anyone but my sorority sisters. They all immediately added it to their Kindles, and after reading my story, they said it was amazing and I should really start putting it out there on my Twitter and Facebook.

I'm not sure yet, and want to wait until I hear what Chase thinks. I ordered paperbacks for my family and friends, and saved one for him. That's one of the reasons why I flew here today.

Slipping out of bed, I pad across the floor of his master bedroom and find my carry-on bag I brought with me. "Whatcha doin', baby?" he asks as his eyes focus on my a.s.s in my tiny cotton pajama shorts.

Rolling my eyes at him, I bite on my bottom lip, trying to hide the smile that's threatening to spread across my face. "Just grabbing a book really quick."

"Is it one of those s.m.u.tty books? I love it when you read those, because you get all frisky."

G.o.d, he's such an idiot, and I love him for it.

Unzipping my bag, I dig out the paperback and nervously climb back into bed. He's zoned out on SportsCenter, listening to them talk about the upcoming races this weekend. I slide up against him, gripping the book in my hand anxiously.

"I brought this one for you, actually," I tell him, holding the book out.

He lets out a loud chuckle. "You want me to read your dirty romance book?" Taking it, he looks it over, looks at me, and then back at the book again. "The Summer It All Began-by Ashlynn Myers? You wrote this?"

Nodding my head, I point at the couple lounging on the beach together. "The story came to me after we met. The super s.e.xy bad boy is based kind of on you, and the feisty heroine is sort of based on me. It's a novel about a couple who meet during the summer at a beach town and fall in love, but then at the end of summer, they have say goodbye and go back to their everyday lives thousands of miles apart."

Flicking open the book, he skims through the pages. "You named me Cameron?" he laughs as he continues to flip through the book. "Well, I'm glad you followed your heart and wrote this book. I hope you continue to write more. I know I can't wait to read about the hot s.e.x we have."

Men...everything always leads to s.e.x.

"Ohh, this one is hot," I tell him, grabbing the book and flipping to the middle of the book.

"Great, let's reenact that scene right now."

I toss the book onto his nightstand and lay back, enjoying this time we have. No one can make me feel the way he does. Even after all these months, it's only him who can give me b.u.t.terflies in my belly and make my heart dance around in my chest. I hate that the timing always seems to be wrong for us, but we're doing our best to make whatever it is we are work.

My friends drag me out with them on the weekends to fraternity parties. I've met a few guys I've gone out on dates with, and two I've slept with after getting really, really drunk. None of them made me feel the way Chase does.

I hate and love him because of it, all at the same time. Life would be easier if I could just move on and find a guy in Georgia who makes me feel even a fraction of what I feel when I'm with Chase.

"G.o.d, I've missed you," he says between the kisses he's fluttering across my bare b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

"I've missed you, too."

His mouth works its way from my right breast to my left as he sucks and bites down on my hardening nipples. "I especially missed your t.i.ts."

"You're such a guy," I tease as I slide my fingers into his hair. My girly parts are exploding with excitement, and tingling to the point it's almost unbearable as his mouth works its way down my stomach, stopping between my legs.

"Well, I'd hope so, because if I had a f.u.c.kin' v.a.g.i.n.a, we'd have a problem."

"Believe me...you are one hundred percent all man, and there's no doubt I'll sure as h.e.l.l be flying back to Georgia with an icepack in my panties after being locked away in this bedroom for the next few days."

"Yeah, you're right, but it'll be so worth it. Then you'll think about me while you pack up your stuff for London."

"I think about you always. Not a day goes by I don't think about you."

Chase pauses for a moment and looks up at me as his right hand slides up and down the inside of my thigh, sending jolts of electricity throughout my body. His eyes roam over me, stopping at my tattoo. "I want you to know I mean it when I tell you I'll wait for you, Ashlynn. There will never be a girl who will take your place in my heart, even if we have to wait ten years before we can finally be together. I'll wait as long as it takes."

He runs his tongue over my tattoo, making my skin break out in goose b.u.mps. I can feel the all too familiar feeling of tears welling up in my eyes. I keep repeating to myself, I will not cry. I don't want to spend my only weekend with him for who knows how long being sad.

"As I will you."

We spend the next hour making love as Chase whispers he loves me and tells me every naughty thing he plans on doing to me over the weekend for research purposes'. I promise him by the time I return from London, I'll have another book written. He demands I never stop chasing my dreams and repeatedly says he's so proud of me.

I don't know where life is going to lead. All I know is with Chase and me, it's going to be a crazy ride.

Thank you for reading my novella Just For The Summer which is a prequel to a new series I'll be writing! You can read more of Ashlynn & Chase's story in 2015 when I release their first full length novel Chasing Carolina. Book 1 in the Chasing Carolina Series!

Enjoy the sneak peek into my new novel Wasted Love out this fall & my friend Nacole Stayton's new novel Savage out September 12th following my acknowledgement!

FIRST AND FOREMOST I NEED TO thank my fans! Especially my street teams, Kayden's Angels, Dixon's Darlins, Jordons Vixens & now Chase's Cuties for working tirelessly every single day to get the word out for my books! Without your support, I wouldn't be living my dream right now. It still feels surreal to think I'm an author! And not just an author, but because of your undying support, I hit Amazon Bestselling Author twice.

My street teams spend all day every day pimping me out and helping get the word out to new readers, and I cannot say enough how much I appreciate every single one of you. You've slowly become great friends, not just fans. I appreciate everything you do!

A SUPER HUGE thank you to my long distance BFF and editor Kayla Rob.i.+.c.haux for being a rock star and editing this book as fast as you did helping me get it to my readers. You are a life saver! If you haven't LIKED her blog yet Kayla The Bibliophile do so now! Haa!

I need to give a big thank you to my family. My husband for supporting this dream and doing everything from housework, to cooking, traveling with me to signings and patiently waiting every night for me to finally make it to bed after a long day of writing.

My girls, Madison and Bailey for being such big helpers! They've been a blessing helping keep their little brother Finn occupied and not complaining when I say we're ordering pizza again tonight.

I think this is why my beta readers Amy, Kelli,Tammi & Danielle for all the feedback and enthusiastic emails after reading each chapter helped keep me focused and determined to deliver the most amazing novel I could write. I truly appreciated all their feedback and their love for this novella.

A BIG thank you to Samantha Towel my author bestie for ALWAYS being there whenever I need to just talk, vent or need help with a sentence that is driving so bat s.h.i.+t crazy I'm five seconds away from smas.h.i.+ng my freaking laptop!! Haa! I love you ladies HARD!! & All my Author 101 authors for just being awesome and being there whenever any of us authors need help!

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Thank you Eric McKinney for the smoking hot photo of Chase Ketron and Sommer at Perfect Pear Creative Covers for working your magic and making yet again another amazing cover! Thank you Chase Ketron for being on my cover and joining me for this crazy fun series! I look forward to traveling with you 2015 & 2016!.

Here's a sneak peek at my new novel out this fall Wasted Love. It's book one in my spin off series for Brooklyn Bennett the best friend to Savannah Livingston in my Savannah Series!.

Chapter One.

STANDING OUT ON MY PATIO beside the pool, I stare up at the Hollywood sign that's only a few hundred yards away from my home. It's sad saying goodbye to this house. Savannah and I have made so many amazing memories here since we moved in two years ago. As soon as we graduated from college we rented this house in the Hollywood Hills. I decide I need one more picture before I walk out the door of this house forever. Grabbing my phone, I take a quick selfie with the Hollywood sign behind me and then pull up Twitter. I upload the pic, tagging Savannah and type, @Savannah_Livingston Saying Goodbye 2 our bachelorette pad.

Gonna miss this house & all the memories we made here.

Stuffing my phone back into my purse, I take one more look around before walking out the front door and locking it. Climbing into my Jeep, I drive down the driveway and head to the closest Starbucks for a much needed caffeine boost. After spending the entire day with movers getting the house packed up, I am in desperate need of a pick me up.

I never thought in a million years I'd be moving out of Los Angeles. I travel all over the country for work but still always thought of L.A. as my home, and now to be saying goodbye, feels surreal. I was thinking about keeping the house but without Savannah paying half the rent, its way to expensive. I won't be able to live in Galveston full-time because of my filming in Vancouver and work I have here in the city. I'll be flying back and forth quite a bit so I plan on staying at my parents' house in Beverly Hills whenever I'm in town.

But I'm excited for a change of scenery. I have lived in Los Angeles my entire life and I'm over the whole dating actors and models. They are so pretentious.

I told Savannah, since we've only had a few days together to visit lately, we're going out as soon as I get back down there. We need to do some cowboy hunting for me. She has herself a s.e.xy a.s.s cowboy, her new boyfriend Kayden Knox, so now it's my turn to get me one.

L.A. traffic is horrific right now. After sitting in traffic for thirty minutes, I'm finally able to park my Jeep alongside the curb. I fix my hair and makeup in the visor mirror before grabbing my purse and jumping out. The streets are buzzing with people everywhere. Starbucks is packed as I make my way inside.

Getting in line, I pull out my phone and scroll through Facebook to pa.s.s the time before I'm finally called up to place my order. After ordering my coffee flavored Frappuccino, I step off to the side and wait for it to be made. Of course being my usual clumsy self, I foolishly try to text and walk, and end up cras.h.i.+ng against a tall hard body. Looking up I mentally cringe.

Of all the males in the Los Angeles area, I have to run into Logan Sanders.

Kill me now please.

"Whoa...Brooklyn." He says reaching out and grabbing my arms.

Letting out a loud sigh I give him a fake smile, "Oh, so sorry about that." Holding my phone up I tell him, "Texting and walking, seriously the most dangerous thing on the planet."

Nodding he lets out a nervous laugh, "Sure is. So, how have you been?"

The last thing I want to do is have small talk with this douchebag.

Dropping my phone back into my purse, I grab my coffee that was just set on the counter. Turning back to Logan, I decide he'll learn sooner or later, so maybe me telling him will finally get him to leave Savannah alone for good.

"I've been great. Super busy with filming and packing up our house. I actually just finished up about thirty minutes ago, so I stopped here for a coffee on the way to my parents' house."

Raising an eyebrow he gives me a questionable look, "Packing? Where are you moving to? Savannah's moving, too?"

s.h.i.+fting my weight onto my right foot, I take a sip of my coffee as I glance towards the exit. I just want to get as far away from this man as fast as I can, before I can't resist the urge to knee him in the b.a.l.l.s any longer.

"Yeah. Our landlord was letting us lease month by month since we've been there two years so, thankfully, he let us move. We are in need of a change of scenery. We're both sick of the L.A. smog and the nonstop drama that comes with living here. So we're moving into the beach house in Galveston."

Logan's face quickly goes from confused to angry.

Crossing his arms against his chest, he lowers his voice and glares down at me. "What a coincidence she decided to move to a town just outside Houston, where that Kayden Knox guy lives. I saw the photos of them after the Envy party. I'm guessing this has a lot to do with that guy and not just needing a change of scenery."

This is the last place I want to be having this conversation. Nervously s.h.i.+fting my purse on my shoulder, I eye the people around us, praying no one is giving Logan any attention. He is seriously the worst fame wh.o.r.e of all time.

I glare straight back up at him, "You lost the right to know anything about Savannah the day you decided it was okay to bang any wh.o.r.e who walked into your office. Kayden is a hundred times the man you ever were and a stallion in the sack..." Spinning on my heels, I take a long sip from my coffee before flas.h.i.+ng him a mega-watt smile, "Have a nice life Logan." The sarcasm in my voice is evident, I can't help but giggle at the look of fury on his face.

I just lost five minutes of my life I'll never get back, but the look on Logan's face when I told him about Kayden was so worth it. I'm glad I won't have to run into his sorry a.s.s every d.a.m.n day now.

I now understand why Savannah wants to get the f.u.c.k out of this cesspool they call Hollywood.

My parents are out to dinner with some friends. So I have the entire house to myself and taking full advantage of it. I'm soaking in the hot tub enjoying a nice bottle of white wine while jamming out to my future husband, Jared Leto, and his band 30 Seconds To Mars.

The best band. Ever.

Savannah picks on me every time I tell her I can't settle down because I'm saving myself for him, but hey, it could happen. With my head leaning back and my eyes closed, I'm getting lost in Jared's amazing voice as he sings Hurricane when the song is cut off because I'm getting a call.

Sitting up and splas.h.i.+ng water everywhere, I set my wine gla.s.s down and grab my phone. Looking at the screen, I see Reagan's gorgeous face smiling back at me. I answer and immediately put him on speaker phone.

Soaking back into the water, I relish in the sensation of the jets on my back as I cheerfully answer in my best valley girl voice, "Reagan! What's up love?"

"Hey! Nothing much, you busy?"

"Nope, just chillin' in the hot tub."

I hear Reagan speak to someone before I hear a car door slam and an engine roar to life. He must be just getting out of work.

"Sorry about that, just leaving the office. Well, I have some juicy deets for you and knew you'd want to be the first to know. Believe me, it's pretty f.u.c.king juicy!"

Instantly, my interest is peeked. Sitting up, I climb onto my knees and kneel on the seat. Hovering over the edge of the hot tub closer to my phone, I grab my towel and dry my hands and face. "Ohh, I'm all ears. Do tell."

Reagan lets out a low husky chuckle before speaking again, "You sure do love your gossip. Well let's just say Savannah found a surprise visitor on her doorstep this afternoon and you'll never believe who it was."

He had me at gossip but now I'm all in with surprise visitor.' "You're killing me Reagan! Who the h.e.l.l visited Savannah today?"

"Logan." Is all he says before bursting out laughing.

He's laughing so hard into the phone and trying to continue but can't get his words out. They just sound like gibberish to me.

All I keep hearing is Logan's name.

What the h.e.l.l?!