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Overview
Discover the magic of New York Times bestseller Melissa Foster's writing, and see why millions of readers have fallen in love with the Remingtons and the rest of the Love in Bloom contemporary romance collection. The Remingtons are a series of stand-alone romances that may also be enjoyed as part of the larger Love in Bloom series.
In USA Today bestseller SLOPE OF LOVE...
Olympic gold medalist skiers Jayla Stone and Rush Remington have been best friends for years. They've seen each other at their best and worst and have kept each other's secrets without fail. Only there's one secret Rush has kept close to his chest. After months of introspection, Rush realizes he's been filling his bed but not tending to his heart. He's changed his womanizing ways, and the only woman who can fill his heart has been right by his side all this time.
Years of intimate conversations and the sharing of hopes and dreams collide when Rush reveals his secret, and one toe-curling kiss changes everything between Rush and Jayla. They're no match for the passion that kiss ignites, or the pull of true love. But being Rush's best friend means knowing all about his revolving bedroom door--and Jayla has a secret of her own that could jeopardize her career and her relationship with Rush. Even their love may not be enough to overcome Rush's past or secure Jayla's future.
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WANT MORE Remingtons?
THE REMINGTONS
Game of Love (Dex)
Stroke of Love (Sage)
Flames of Love (Siena)
Slope of Love (Rush)
Read, Write, Love (Kurt)
Touched by Love (Boyd)
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The Remingtons are part of the Love in Bloom big family romance collection. Characters from each sub-series appear in future books. Read the complete Love in Bloom series: Visit Melissa's website for LOVE IN BLOOM family trees, series checklists, and more.
Product Details
| ISBN-13: | 9780991046867 |
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| Publisher: | World Literary Press |
| Publication date: | 03/01/2014 |
| Series: | Love in Bloom: The Remingtons Series , #2 |
| Pages: | 370 |
| Product dimensions: | 5.50(w) x 8.50(h) x 1.00(d) |
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THICK BRANCHES SCRAPED the sides of the all-wheel-drive passenger van as it ambled along the narrow dirt road that divided the dense, unforgiving jungle. Sage Remington startled as a mass of giant leaves slapped against the grit-covered window. Plumes of dust billowed in their wake, swallowing the road, and Sage wondered if they were really heading toward civilization or away from it. The van keeled to the left, sending Sage and the other passengers flying across their seats until the bus rocked back to center and found its balance. Sage had never experienced anything like the trek to the remote village of Punta Palacia, and as he listened to the other passengers bitch and moan, he turned a deaf ear—and focused his artist’s eyes on the verdant jungle boasting some of the most vibrant and interesting hues he’d ever set his eyes on. He’d been living in the concrete jungle of New York City for the past five years and rarely had a chance to venture beyond the streets, offices, and subways. When he’d heard about Artists for International Aid (AIA), a nonprofit organization that brought educational, medical, and environmental programs to newly developing nations, he’d immediately volunteered to be a part of one of their two-week projects.
“This is such bullshit. Belize, my agent said to me.” Actress Penelope Price gathered her long blond hair in her hand and pulled it over her shoulder, fanning her face with an exhausted sigh. “Think beautiful beaches and sunshine, she said.” After some fancy twisting and poking of a long, gold needlelike thing, she looked as if she was ready for the red carpet—or at least her hair was. The rest of her body—and her legs, which were long enough to wrap around any man’s waist twice—glistened with sweat. “My Chanel is ruined!”
Sage shook his head at her Oscar-worthy performance. AIA worked with artists and celebrity volunteers, and as he listened to Penelope bitch, he wondered why she’d even volunteered for the project. He pulled a bandana from the pocket of his cargo shorts and wiped his forehead, which had long ago stopped beading with sweat and succumbed to the drenching wetness caused by the heat and humidity of southern Belize. Despite the sweat-soaked tank top clinging to his body like a second skin and the bitchy prima donnas he was traveling with, he didn’t regret his decision.
“Stop your bitching,” Clayton Ray snapped. Clayton was a country music star and—from what Sage had witnessed at the airport and during the long flight over—an asshole extraordinaire. “You’ll have air-conditioning when we get there.”
Sage hid his laugh behind a cough. AC, my ass. At least he knew what he was getting into. Apparently, the others hadn’t been clued in to the realities of Punta Palacia. Sage was looking forward to the simplistic lifestyle, braving the heat and humidity of the jungle, and maybe, just maybe, figuring out why the hell a man who had enough money to buy half of New York and a career doing what he loved most felt so damn empty inside.
“All I can say is that if there’s no air-conditioning, I’m heading back to Belize City. Pronto.” Cassidy Bay, a B-list actress, dabbed at her streaked eyeliner. “I can’t sleep in this weather, and without sleep, my eyes will be puffy.”
Penelope whipped her head around to commiserate. “We can do that? Then why didn’t we just stay there?”
Sage had been distracted and rushed when they’d boarded the van at the landing strip, and he had caught only a glimpse of Kate Paletto, the program director for AIA. He was six four and guessed she was about five two and weighed a buck ten soaking wet. He hadn’t gotten a good look at her face, but as she led them through to the van, he couldn’t help but notice her slim hips and sleek, feminine arms.