Published by Real You Publishing Group on November 10th 2015
Genres: New Adult, Romance
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Laura Kinkaid’s glamorous Hollywood life is falling apart. After years of reality television stardom beginning in high school on Laguna Nights, her career and relationship with her long-term boyfriend Scott are fizzling. Laura decides to go home to Laguna Beach for the weekend to attend a shower for her high school friend. That decision – and a car accident – will lead her to a new future if she’s ready to take a chance at love.
Paul Dorn’s former life in New York City is far behind him and he’s working in a popular Laguna Beach surf shop when fate brings the most beautiful woman he’s ever met into his life. The attraction is instant and he has an overwhelming desire to protect her. While Paul’s retail sales career is a short-term job for market research purposes, his focus on Laura is long-term.
Will Laura allow a handsome stranger to help her create a future unlike her past or will the bright lights of Hollywood pull her back to LA?
While Paul concentrated on the road, Laura took the chance to gaze at his profile. His thick brown hair was short, but not too short. Long enough for her to run her fingers through. He had noble-looking arched eyebrows that weren’t too thick. His square jaw cut a sharp line down from his ear to his strong chin that sported a day’s worth of stubble. Every feature of Paul’s added to his overall look of male perfection. He pulled into the left turn lane in front of the Mondrian Resort and Laura laughed at the irony. Paul had no idea this place had played such a prominent role in her short-lived reality TV production. All she could hope was that Madison wasn’t working tonight, and that the rest of the staff wouldn’t recognize her from the shoot. She wanted to be incognito. She didn’t want to be Hollywood. She just wanted to be Laura, a girl on a date with a cute boy named Paul. She wanted to feel as if she and Paul were the only people in the world.
As Paul pulled into the valet lane in front of the resort, a uniformed man stepped to the car and pulled open her door. “Welcome to the Mondrian.”
Another valet had rounded the front of the car and opened Paul’s door. “Welcome back, Mr. Dorn. Dining with us tonight?” The valet handed Paul a valet ticket.
“Yes, we are. Thank you, Tony.” Paul slid the valet some money before joining Laura on the sidewalk, sliding an arm around her waist and walking with her to the front door of the resort.
“How do the parking attendants know your name? Who are you, Paul Dorn? I know you can’t just work in a surf shop,” Laura said, nudging his side with her shoulder.