Sunset Girl

By Eddie Robbins

Jake’s been bumming around the Caribbean resort for months and is ready to head back to the States. But on his last day, he meets Cat, one of the most beautiful women he’s ever seen. She has a man. But she also seems to be instinctively drawn to Jake. Can he resist the lure of the Sunset Girl?

Contains explicit sexual content.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Eddie Robbins
• Release date: Oct 13, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465706126

Eddie Robbins

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Sunset Girl

Eddie Robbins

Copyright ©2011 by Eddie Robbins. All Rights Reserved.

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I met them at the swim-up bar. Wonderful things, swim-up bars. I’d been to this one each afternoon for the past three days. Now I was down to my last 24 hours on the island, but that was fine. I was ready to head back to the States. I’d been working odd jobs on the island for, well –

Four months? the incredibly beautiful woman asked, a tropical drink in her hand. You’ve been here for four months?

Four months, I said. And change.

Dude, someday you’ll have to head back to the real world, said her companion, a big guy with close-cut hair and the thick chest and belly of an offensive lineman. I had just met the guy, but I knew the announcement would be coming very soon: I played football for X university. Guys who do that always mention it. The longer I walk the Earth, the easier people are to read.

I’d been talking with them for a only few minutes, the friendly, usual alcoholic small talk you get meeting people at resorts like this one. All-inclusive, mostly couples, everyone in a good mood because they’re on vacation and can swim up to a bar.

Her name was Cat, as in Catherine. His name was Eric, as in … Eric. In the few minutes we talked, I got that he was 27, she was 25 and they’d been together for two years. I saw no engagement or wedding rings, and they didn’t mention either occasion, so after two years it must have been a source of angst for at least one of them. I was sure I’d find out the situation if we kept talking. Because that’s what people do, tell you about their situations.

My situation?

"Yeah, I