New Release and Giveaways! SURF & SURRENDER by Riley Edgewood (Summer Love #2)

She wants to forget he ever existed. He’d never give up her memory.

Quinn Westwood is completely over Sawyer Carson. He broke her heart years ago and disappeared from her life without a word. So yeah. She’s over him. Never even thinks of him. In fact, she’s spending her college summer break surfing and lifeguarding in the Outer Banks, while nursing a bruised heart from a different relationship gone wrong. She doesn’t have room in her mind or heart for Sawyer—until she runs into him at a beach bonfire and the sparks that fly between them are way hotter than the flames heating the sand.

Sawyer never got over Quinn. The only thing stronger than what he feels for her is the secret keeping them apart, but sharing it would destroy more than just his life—it’d ruin hers, as well. Still, he can’t seem to keep away from her, can’t seem to keep his hands off of her soft, tempting skin. Especially since she has even less self-control when it comes to reigniting the physical side of what made them perfect together.

But secrets have a way of slipping out, and when Sawyer’s is revealed it threatens to shatter everyone involved. He’ll have to face walking away a second time, and Quinn will have to decide if fighting for him is worth it when the fallout could affect more than just her heart, but also those of the people she loves most.

Surf & Surrender is the second book in Riley Edgewood’s Summer Love series, but can be read as a stand-alone novel.

Excerpt:

QUINN

Whatever Danny’s response was, it’s drowned out by the sound of glass shattering and a loud shriek. We all turn toward the bonfire as a girl with long brown hair sprints in our direction, laughing as she passes us.

And behind her?

Sawyer Carson.

Shock is an iron collar tightening around my neck.

No. It’s Novocain, making my face completely numb.

I recognize his stance before my gaze even gets to his face, and the sudden understanding of his shape is an electric cannonball slamming into my chest, where it sits still for a moment, ticking, ticking… The enormity of it is too heavy to leave room for breath.

Then we catch eyes, and the damn thing explodes in my veins.

The entirety of me buzzes. Under my skin. Vibrations. Jolts. They hurt.

They burn.

They thrill.

* 3 Things More Shocking Than Seeing Sawyer Again *

1. A strike of lightning.
2. A live electrical appliance dropped in water.
3. Nothing. Sawyer’s face in front of me is the third most shocking thing there is.

It even beats out a defibrillator.

Though if my heart doesn’t start beating again soon, I may need one.

* * * * * *

He’s changed. Where he used to be lanky, he’s toned. His skin looks like honey in the backlit glow of the fire, and his eyes are such a bright green, I can see their color even in the dark.

There’s a tension in his posture, some dark thing coiled under his skin, barely kept in check. And whatever it is, it’s all about me. He still hasn’t looked away.

He’s sexy as hell.

But I can’t just stand here studying him. I need to move. To act. To do something.

For instance, breathe. I need to breathe.

So I do.