Rum to the Reggae (COCOA REEF RESORT #2) by Lynn Joseph EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Lynn Joseph
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The blue boat rises and falls before smacking into a wave. Salty water
dashes across the bow and drenches me with rainbow-colored drops.
“Is it supposed to do that?” I shout over the sound of the engine.
Keston Kips grins widely. “If we want to win, yes. It does that and
more.”
As if testing out the “more,” he pushes the throttle forward and the boat
skips over the waves like a dancing porpoise.
“We might die before we win,” I grumble.
He shakes his head. “We haven’t died yet.”
“Exactly. No need to test fate.”
But he doesn’t hear me because another boat plows through the sea next
to us, sending up a giant wave of water.
“Damn you, Starr,” Keston shouts at the giant fisherman in his midthirties, whose dark muscles upon muscles make him look like a Black
Thor. His boat, Ghost Rider, roars off, leaving a wake of white water.
The wave would swamp us if not for Keston’s quick sideways maneuver
that throws me off balance and into his solid, muscled chest.
He holds the steering wheel with one hand, the throttle with the other,
and still manages to bend down and kiss me on my lips.
“You okay, baby? I’m sorry. They came out of nowhere.”
“Thank God I’m wearing a life jacket. The only one in this madcap
scavenger hunt to be doing so.”
“The fishermen of St. Nicholas believe they’re invincible. Probably
from years of doing a hazardous job.”
“You guys are nuts,” I shout into the wind. “I can’t believe you do this
‘Pirate Regatta’ every year.” I hold up the laminated list of items we’re in a
race to collect from all over the island by boat only.
We’re supposed to beg, borrow, steal, or kidnap the items in honor of
the pirate theme. No legitimate buying is allowed.
I wouldn’t know where to purchase the tail feather of a frigate bird or a
shell from the bottom of Mermaid Pool, even if we could buy them.
“Aren’t you glad you’re here for this?” Keston beams so brightly that I
can’t throw cold water on his enthusiasm. Even though we’re getting
sloshed by gallons of saltwater as a fisherman with an apparent death wish
spins 360s in Call Me Crazy at high speed.
Fear charges through me from head to toe. He could easily hit our boat.
“This is so dangerous. Am I the only person who thinks we should have
some basic rules for this competition?”
“Rules?” Keston says as if he had never heard the word before.
“Like not endangering lives. That could be Rule No. 1.”
He chuckles, “Wait until you see the cliff divers.”
I blink. “Cliff divers?” I eye the emerald-green hills. Shadowy rocks
demarcate the bottoms of the cliffs like a Bob Ross painting.
I shudder. “I can’t wait for that.”
He grins at me like a little kid with a new toy. His blue powerboat is that
toy.
Keston worked hard all month to get it ready for today.
Ever since I arrived on St. Nicholas to reunite with the man I realized I
was in love with, Keston has started working on “projects,” as he calls
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