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Authors: Kinsey Corwin
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“That sounds like a plan I can get behind.”
“Well, you two take a seat. I will have some food out to you shortly.”
“Thanks, Uncle.”
He smiled and disappeared into the truck.
“He doesn’t look like your dad.”
Phoenix smiled. “He’s a good friend of the family. Not blood related.”
They walked toward the nearest picnic table. “This good?”
“Yeah. We won’t be eating here.” She sat on the bench. “We’ll take it down the path a bit. There’s a great spot over there.”
“I thought I was running this excursion.” He nudged her playfully. “I will defer to your native knowledge, but just this once.” “Good choice. Hope you like fish tacos. Howie makes a lot of amazing dishes, but his tacos are worth seeking him out.” She stood as Howie headed their way with a bag. “Thanks, Uncle.”
“Welcome. Enjoy.” He winked at her and handed the bag to Hunter. “I put a little something extra in there to wet your whistle.”
“You’re the best.” She kissed his cheek. “Tell Malina hi.”
They watched Howie scurry back to the truck. The smell of grilled fish and cilantro reached Hunter’s nose and made his mouth water. “So where are we headed now?”
“Follow me.” Phoenix headed toward the line of palm trees with a small path worn between the trunks. “It’s just a little walk.”
He took in the scenery and the view of the woman walking in front of him. How had it taken him so long to realize that this was what he was missing? Little moments in between the chaos that was his life. Memories made with someone that filled in the gaps and made life better.
“Here we are.” Phoenix pushed through some of the underbrush and stepped out onto a cliff made of volcanic rock that over looked the ocean and a black sand beach. She stepped toward the edge of the rock and looked out over the ocean, the breeze causing strands of her hair to flutter around her head.
His breath caught as he took in the scene. Yes. This was how life was supposed to be spent—with people you cared about. And he cared about the woman in front of him more than he’d thought he was capable of. She was his game changer. The one thing he needed in his life and had, until this moment, swore he would keep at a distance.
Chapter Seven
T he sound of the surf crashing against the beach soothed his soul. He could understand the appeal of living so close to the ocean. He’d always been stuck on the road going ninety miles an hour with no slowing down in sight. Once his mother died, there’d been no other life for him. Just travelling with his father and brother while the infamous Blake Sullivan geared up for the next show. Sitting on the bus with the nanny, going through their school lessons, waiting for the chaos of life on the road to slow down enough so he and Aiden could get a few moments of their father’s time. But music was the only thing his father ever shared with them. The only life his dad knew. And it was the life his father groomed them for. He’d known nothing else. Aiden bought into it hook, line, and sinker. Hunter didn’t. He wanted something more and he’d been searching for it ever since. But the nomadic lifestyle he’d grown up with was embedded into his very psyche and he’d never felt like he had roots anywhere. Maybe that is what he was missing.
In this moment, with Phoenix in his life and the surf stretched out before him, and he realized his career no longer held the same priority it once had. This was as close as he’d ever been to finding inner peace and his own little slice of heaven.
Phoenix sat up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist as she rested her chin on his shoulder. “What are you thinking about?”
“Life. Happiness. The future.”
“Deep topics considering the beautiful view and the company you have.” She nibbled on his ear.
“Sorry.” He tugged lightly on her arm, wanting to see her face.
She moved around and straddled his legs, her hands
“Well, you two take a seat. I will have some food out to you shortly.”
“Thanks, Uncle.”
He smiled and disappeared into the truck.
“He doesn’t look like your dad.”
Phoenix smiled. “He’s a good friend of the family. Not blood related.”
They walked toward the nearest picnic table. “This good?”
“Yeah. We won’t be eating here.” She sat on the bench. “We’ll take it down the path a bit. There’s a great spot over there.”
“I thought I was running this excursion.” He nudged her playfully. “I will defer to your native knowledge, but just this once.” “Good choice. Hope you like fish tacos. Howie makes a lot of amazing dishes, but his tacos are worth seeking him out.” She stood as Howie headed their way with a bag. “Thanks, Uncle.”
“Welcome. Enjoy.” He winked at her and handed the bag to Hunter. “I put a little something extra in there to wet your whistle.”
“You’re the best.” She kissed his cheek. “Tell Malina hi.”
They watched Howie scurry back to the truck. The smell of grilled fish and cilantro reached Hunter’s nose and made his mouth water. “So where are we headed now?”
“Follow me.” Phoenix headed toward the line of palm trees with a small path worn between the trunks. “It’s just a little walk.”
He took in the scenery and the view of the woman walking in front of him. How had it taken him so long to realize that this was what he was missing? Little moments in between the chaos that was his life. Memories made with someone that filled in the gaps and made life better.
“Here we are.” Phoenix pushed through some of the underbrush and stepped out onto a cliff made of volcanic rock that over looked the ocean and a black sand beach. She stepped toward the edge of the rock and looked out over the ocean, the breeze causing strands of her hair to flutter around her head.
His breath caught as he took in the scene. Yes. This was how life was supposed to be spent—with people you cared about. And he cared about the woman in front of him more than he’d thought he was capable of. She was his game changer. The one thing he needed in his life and had, until this moment, swore he would keep at a distance.
Chapter Seven
T he sound of the surf crashing against the beach soothed his soul. He could understand the appeal of living so close to the ocean. He’d always been stuck on the road going ninety miles an hour with no slowing down in sight. Once his mother died, there’d been no other life for him. Just travelling with his father and brother while the infamous Blake Sullivan geared up for the next show. Sitting on the bus with the nanny, going through their school lessons, waiting for the chaos of life on the road to slow down enough so he and Aiden could get a few moments of their father’s time. But music was the only thing his father ever shared with them. The only life his dad knew. And it was the life his father groomed them for. He’d known nothing else. Aiden bought into it hook, line, and sinker. Hunter didn’t. He wanted something more and he’d been searching for it ever since. But the nomadic lifestyle he’d grown up with was embedded into his very psyche and he’d never felt like he had roots anywhere. Maybe that is what he was missing.
In this moment, with Phoenix in his life and the surf stretched out before him, and he realized his career no longer held the same priority it once had. This was as close as he’d ever been to finding inner peace and his own little slice of heaven.
Phoenix sat up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist as she rested her chin on his shoulder. “What are you thinking about?”
“Life. Happiness. The future.”
“Deep topics considering the beautiful view and the company you have.” She nibbled on his ear.
“Sorry.” He tugged lightly on her arm, wanting to see her face.
She moved around and straddled his legs, her hands
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