Summer Storm - Mr. Wright, So Wrong: Basic Desires New Adult Romance, #2

By Tori Del Rey

Summer is back in school and wondering about her relationship with Dane. He never calls, and when she does get to speak to him, he keeps the conversation short. Now he’s sent her a letter, which literally spells it out for her, his take on where their relationships going. A big fat nowhere. Summer is livid, the coward didn’t even have the decency to break it off face to face! Heartbroken she throws the letter in the trash, thinking things couldn’t get any worse, only to be given earth shattering news, which will alter her life forever. Summer has never felt more alone…

Although Dane ended his relationship with Summer, he can’t shake his strong attraction to her, or the way she made him feel.  However, his scars run deep and he believes it’s the only way forward for both of them.  But Dane is troubled when Ben tells him he has feelings for Summer, and to make matters worse, Ben has been transferred to the Boston office, giving him more access to Summer. Dane struggles with his feelings. 

Should he intervene and stop Ben from pursuing a future with Summer? Did he have the right? After all, wasn’t he the one that broke it off? Would Summer even take him back?

Read “Summer Storm” - Mr. Wright, so Wrong and find out!

• Language: English
• Publisher: 13 Doors Publications
• Release date: Apr 9, 2016
• ISBN: 9781533763464

Tori Del Rey

Tori is fun loving and see the world through the eyes of her charecters. She's cutting her teeth so to speak, on the butts of the menage cast of players, running around nude in her head. Waiting for her to dress them, package them and expose them fully clothed of course, well at least most of the time to the world. 

Book preview

Chapter One

I think you’re making a big mistake letting her go. For Christ sake, you can write from any city you choose. Follow her. Ben rose from his desk, strolled to the large window in his office and peered out onto the view of the Hollywood sign blending into the horizon. If he had what Dane seemed to have with Summer, he’d never let her go.

Dane didn’t know how lucky he was to find not one, but two women in his lifetime who loved him for him, regardless of how much money he had. If Ben found a girl like that, he’d move mountains to keep her. Dane was an idiot.

Dane’s voice traveled from behind him.

I know you’re right, but I can’t seem to make myself commit to her. She helped me out of the darkest place in my life. But equally, she’s a reminder of a past I’m trying to overcome. I have to move on, meet other people. Besides, a long distance relationship wouldn’t work for either of us.

Ben turned to face Dane, shielding his thoughts from his lifelong friend. He couldn’t help it. He’d grown fond of Summer and if Dane didn’t want her, there was nothing to stop him from pursuing a future with her himself. He just needed to be sure.

That’s why I said follow her. Ben raked his hand through his hair and sighed deeply.

Dane’s eyes widened. And leave my Malibu home? I don’t think I can.

So are you telling me...like that? Ben clicked his fingers. You’re done with her?

I’m saying I can’t see a future with a woman who could send me over the edge if I continue to hang onto a ghost.

So she’s a ghost? Did she feel like a ghost when you were sleeping with her?

No, you know what I mean. She’s not the ghost, but she is a reminder of what I had and lost.

Then let go of the real ghost and leave your past in its place, and embrace a future with her.

I’ve tried. I can’t.

Ben saw Dane’s discomfort with the direction of their conversation. He had no intention of making it easier for him. I asked you this at the house. You said then, Summer was different from Crystal, in every way but looks. So what are you saying now? Ben struggled not to roll his eyes at that statement.

Dane needed to take some responsibility. He should have told Summer everything, not just the bits that suited him.

I don’t know. Dane lowered his eyes and shook his head.

Well you need to make your mind up. This isn’t just about you. Damn it! What the hell’s wrong with your family?

Dane’s head shot up and his back straightened in his seat. What do you mean? What’s wrong with my family?

You and your sister are the most self-serving people I know. Did you ever stop to think what this might mean to Summer? Ben moved to sit behind his desk, lips pursed, furrowed his brow and stared at Dane.

For fuck sake Ben, anyone would think you were in love with her.

And what if I was? Ben swallowed. He hadn’t considered the idea before, but now Dane mentioned it. Was it a possibility? She’d been playing on his mind since he left the beach house and returned to work.

Well, go for it, if you think you have a shot. She was a rebound girl after all.

What a prick. Ben smiled. Are you sure you mean that? he asked. His smile didn’t quite reach his eyes, as he churned over in his mind what Dane was suggesting.

If I do or don’t, what difference would it make. It’s the same thing. You’re here with me and she’s in school in Boston—

I’ve been transferred to the Boston office. Ben paused. He hoped the blank expression he tried to pull off was a success. He continued. I thought while I’m there I might hang with Summer, and Megan of course. Ben saw something flash across Dane’s face too fast for him to get an angle on what he was thinking. It was gone as fast as it arrived. So would you be cool with that?

Why wouldn’t I be? Megan will be thrilled. Dane crossed his legs and scratched his chin.

And Summer? Ben raised his eyebrows at him.

I’m sure she’d be glad to see you too.

Tired of the cat and mouse, he decided to come right out with it. I’m asking you if you’d have a problem with me dating Summer? Ben leaned back in his seat, folded his arms and stared at Dane, who was bent on avoiding his gaze.

I think I’ve made my feelings clear?

Not as clear as you seem to think. I need to hear you say it. So I know I’m not fucking with the bro code.

Dane stood slowly. You know what? Do whatever-the-fuck-you-want when you move to Boston. Summer is free to do as she likes. Consider the bro code intact. I’m outta here. Dane strolled through the door without looking back.

Chapter Two

What time is your first class? Courtney asked, scurrying around the apartment. She grabbed her book bag and threw it over her shoulder, as she slipped a slice of toast from Summer’s plate then clamped her teeth through the honey coated morsel, taking a huge bite.

Too late to rescue her breakfast from Courtney’s clutches, furrowing her brow at her roommate, Summer said, Not until this afternoon. I have free periods this morning. She snatched her cup of coffee out of Courtney’s reach, and spun her back to her.

If you’re going to the library, I can meet you for lunch.

Sure I’ll meet you at the diner, how does half past twelve sound?

Sounds good to me, Courtney threw back as she went through the door.

Summer moved from the breakfast bar to the window in the den, and looked out at nothing in particular. In fact she didn’t see any of the activities going on outside of her apartment. She gazed absently through the pane of glass, coated by the steam from her breath as she exhaled a long drawn out sigh.

She wondered what Dane was doing? She’d been back in Boston for two weeks. In that time she’d only heard from him once, and she had called him.

This puzzled her.

He’d told her on their last night together things wouldn’t change between them. She was his girl and she should always remember that. She remembered, she remembered everything. Seemed he was the one that had forgotten.

But the memory that lingered most was their first night together. The night her life changed in so many ways.

She’d stood in the doorway of his bathroom watching, as Dane disrobed. He didn’t know she was there. She’d doubled back to ask him if he’d mind helping her take out her contact lenses. She stifled a gasp at the sight of him.

He was beautiful.

She’d seen him bare chested, absorbed the contour of his pecs, the definition of his abs and strong muscular curves of the rest of his body. His back to her like this, she witnessed the fluid movement of the muscles rippling, as they flexed and relaxed. Every motion a contemporary dance vibrating through him.

His butt rock hard and dimpled in the cheeks not unlike the ones she noticed when he smiled. Really smiled, not the funny upturn to his lips he offered now and then, which didn’t quite reach his amazing gray eyes. Those eyes, which held the power to freeze every nerve in her body. As well as melt her like ice cream on a hot summer’s day with a single glance.

Irked by the thought of his dimpled smile, which made his eyes sparkle when he looked at her, was all it took for her to forgive him telling