Someone to Love (The Seaside Chronicles #4) Read Online Kelly Elliott

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Seaside Chronicles Series by Kelly Elliott
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Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
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“Yep. I already set aside this same one—in this color—for myself after I have the baby.”

“I’m totally buying this. Maybe a new vibrator as well.”

Sutton screwed up her face. “Why do you need a new vibrator? You own like twenty.”

“Brax likes…”

I let my voice trail off when I saw the horrified expression on Sutton’s face.

“Um, I’ll just go on up and peek around for a bit,” I said.

She nodded. “’Kay. I think I’ll go throw up now.”

Brax

I sat back in the chair as I took a drink of coffee. The newspaper that had been delivered only moments ago and was open to my article and ready to read.

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THE SEASIDE CHRONICLES

March 3, 2023

FRIDAY’S CATCH

Dear Anglers,

As you’ve already heard, I did indeed head out on the fly-fishing trip I mentioned before. Thanks, Ms. Seaside, for making everyone aware of that. And for those wondering, no, I did not go alone. I went with my girlfriend, Harlee. Harlee Tilson, also known as the Princess of Seaside. Does this make me the Prince of Seaside now? I’m sure Ms. S will want to weigh in on that.

Oh, what was that, Ms. S? You didn’t get to actually announce that Harlee and I are officially a couple? Sorry to steal your thunder from you. And give up on the couple names, for the love of God.

Harlee and I went down to St. George River and spent four peaceful days fly fishing. We were able to catch a decent number of fish and donated them to a family in need. I’m not always the bad boy, Ms. S.

I had the pleasure of teaching Harlee how to fly fish, and I dare say if she keeps up with it, she may get better than I am. I almost forgot how much I loved teaching people to fish. Harlee gave me a great idea about doing a fishing camp this summer for the kids in Seaside. Be sure to keep an eye out for details on that. I’m also keeping my fingers crossed she’ll come work for me this summer—that is, if I can steal her away from Sutton’s store, Coastal Chic (insert shameless plug for my sister’s shop).

Enjoy the few pictures I snapped of our trip (mostly of the fish we caught…and one hell of a sexy photo of my new girlfriend), and if anyone has any questions about fly fishing (not about the sexy AF girlfriend), give me a shout, and I’ll try to answer them in the next article.

Until next time, happy fishing.

Catch of the Season

AKA Prince of Seaside

AKA Harlee’s hot AF Boyfriend

PS. This means I’m officially off the market, so good luck to the next round of bachelors Ms. S casts into the vote for Catch of the Season 2023!

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“Braxton Bradley!” Harlee shouted as she made her way from the bedroom and into my kitchen.

I dipped the paper down and watched her approach. “Good morning, princess.”

“The sexy AF girlfriend? Really?”

Laughing, I looked back at the paper. “It’s true.”

“And that picture! Why did you include that picture of me?”

“Cause you look hot in it.”

She stood there with a blank expression. “My hair is a mess and my cheeks and nose look like I’m giving Rudolph a run for his money.”

“I know. You’re hot as fuck.”

Her eyes narrowed, then her facial expression softened. “You think I look hot in that picture? I’m dressed in layers of clothing.”

I put my coffee cup down, stood, and pulled her to me. “I think you look hot as fuck all the time. And now that you’re mine, I can tell you that, or write that, anytime I want. And I can also do this.”

I ran my hand up her thighs and under the long T-shirt she was wearing—and stopped when I brushed against her bare lips.

“Holy shit, you’re not wearing any panties.”

She smiled. “No, I’m not.”

“Are you in a rush?” I asked as I moved my mouth to her neck.

Tilting it to give me better access, she whispered, “Why?”

“Because I’m going to make love to you right here.”

“Right. Here?” she panted when I nibbled on her earlobe and pushed my sweats down.

“Right. Here.” Walking backward at my urging, she bumped into a wall. I lifted her leg and slipped my fingers inside her. “Jesus, you’re so wet.”

“Yes,” she panted, her fingers digging into my shoulders. “I want it hard and fast, Brax.”

Moaning, I slid my fingers into her hair and tugged it gently. “You drive me wild, princess.”

Right as she was about to answer, the doorbell rang, and we both froze.

“Who could that be?” Harlee whispered.

I shook my head. “I have no idea.”

It rang again, then someone knocked.

“Fucking hell,” I grumbled, tucking myself back into my pants while Harlee reached up and kissed me.

“I’ll go get dressed,” she said.

“No, go wait for me. Whoever it is, I’ll get rid of them.”



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