Miami Nights

By Clover Cox

When Roderick trips over Julie at the beach, he never expects to fall for the shy girl reading a book.

 

Julie has never loved before, too afraid any man she meets will judge her for having a little extra between her legs than most girls, but Roderick isn't like that.

 

Roderick, a handsome tennis player, accepts Julie for who she is, but Julie worries it might be too good to be true.

 

Miami Nights is a steamy transgender romance featuring a trans girl and a hot guy who falls for her. Fireworks and kisses guaranteed.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Clover Cox
• Release date: May 24, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223679264

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MIAMI NIGHTS

Trans Girl Meets Famous Male Tennis Player

Clover Cox

Copyright © 2023 Clover Cox

All rights reserved.

All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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To my readers, always

1

I was sitting on the beach under an umbrella with my legs stretched out in front of me. A fantasy novel was in my hands. I was lost in the world of dragons and royalty when a man tripped over my feet that were half buried in the sand.

The man fell on his hands and cursed at me as though it were my fault. I wish I could say it was the first time when someone didn’t even notice me, but I felt invisible everywhere I went. I ignored the man’s profanities and returned to the fantasy world of magical powers, but the man didn’t leave. He lay on the ground in front of me and stared.

Can I help you? I asked.

The man had dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Their color reminded me of photos I’d seen of the Mediterranean Sea. There was a vast sea the characters from the book I was reading often sailed across, and I knew I would picture this man’s blue eyes every time it was mentioned.

Sorry, the man said. He rolled over and hopped to his feet. He turned to start walking, but then he stopped, lingering above me. Sorry, but I must ask your name.

Why? Are you going to sue me? I asked in a deadpan voice.

You’re beautiful, he said.

Blush crossed my cheeks. Boys usually picked on me. They seldom called me beautiful. I stuck my thumb into the center of my book and closed it as I got a better look at this man who had fallen at my feet.

There was something between us as we gazed at each other.

A spark?

I couldn’t be sure, but I’d never felt quite like this around a man. I wanted to go on a date with this guy. Let him kiss me while we sat on a park bench. Hold hands when we walked down the beach. I couldn’t help but wonder if he came here often.

So, will you tell me your name?

Julie, I said.

A beautiful name to match a beautiful woman. I’m Roderick, he said and stuck out his hand.

I shook his hand, even though it felt entirely too formal. I wanted him to hug me. Lie next to me while we stared at the waves crashing against the shore. Maybe we could take turns reading lines from my novel.

Nice to meet you Roderick, I said.

Do you mind if I join you?

Don’t you have to run?

I’ve already done a few miles.

I believed Roderick. His shirt was drenched in sweat, but that didn’t take away from his beauty, and I couldn’t believe he was confident enough to talk to me when he was soaking wet, but why wouldn’t he be?

The man was gorgeous.

Was him talking to me some kind of trap? I glanced around for cameras just as a person came up and stopped in front of us. I hugged my legs against my chest, worried these two were about to ruin my day. All I wanted was to spend the afternoon on the beach reading my book in peace.

Roderick Stevens? Is that you?

Yeah, man, do you mind? I’m kind of busy.

Sorry, I just thought I would come over and—

What? Ask for an autograph? A selfie?

I had no idea what was happening, but I felt a little safer knowing they weren’t working together to hurt me. I scooted a bit away from Roderick, planning to tell him to get lost once he finished this bizarre conversation.

Yeah, the stranger said with a deflated expression. Sorry, dude. You played great! You should have won!

Can’t win them all, Roderick said.

Well, it was cool seeing you around!

Roderick sighed. Hurry up and take your damn selfie!

The guy standing above us whipped out his phone at lightning speed and crouched by Roderick’s side. Roderick put on a surprisingly chipper smile considering how he’d just talk to the man. Roderick was a stranger to me, but he clearly had some level of