Summer Daze (Sultry Summer #2) Read Online Laura John

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Sultry Summer Series by Laura John

Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)


A simple smile, a glance with hooded eyes, or the brush of someone’s hand against mine–that’s all it’s ever taken me to fall in love.

It was simple and fun, until it wasn’t, but what was worse was realizing my fatal flaw.
Swearing off dating seemed like the most logical solution. If I didn’t put myself in those positions, then I wouldn’t get hurt.
But when Alec–the totally ripped, sweet, and incredibly sexy police officer– asks me out, I break my own golden rule.
Things move fast, and pasts collide to the surface, and I can’t help but wonder if I’ve made a mistake.
My main goal in life has always been to be someone people can look up to. Strong, dependable, and nothing like my father.
But after years on the police force and nothing more to show for it than lots of long nights and a lonely home, I decide it’s time to switch gears.
I noticed Faith the first time at the bakery and immediately felt a pull to her, so I kept going back, and not just for the coffee and sweets.
Finally asking her out, I let myself get lost in the connection we’re building, but they say all good things must come to an end.
A single night, one wrong word, and the ground beneath us starts cracking.
Can I fix what I broke and gain her trust again?

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Chapter 1


When I moved to Summersville NC, I had big plans for what my life was going to look like. Marry the man of my dreams. Have babies and raise them in a little house with a white picket fence. Give them a life that I didn’t have growing up.

I was warned not to move so quickly. Told that I was being naive. That only a stupid girl would move in with a man she only knew for a few months. I should have listened.

The one who I thought was the man of my dreams turned out to be a two-timing snake who didn’t give two shits about me and crushed my heart in the process.

Thankfully, Derek left Summersville shortly after we broke up. The last thing I would have wanted was to have to see that asshat all the time.

Not that I knew if I was staying in this town. At first, I was sure I’d tuck tail and head back to my hometown. Not that anyone cared anymore. I mean my Auntie in Nashville would have always taken me in, but I didn’t want to put that burden on her.

I remember sitting on a bench crying because I was such a fool.

But that’s when everything changed.

Miss Florence, who owns the bakery in town, sat down next to me and told me to hold my chin high and that she would help me out. She gave me a job and found me a place to live. Gave me the second chance I needed. I’ll forever be grateful to her. A woman I didn't even know took a chance on a complete stranger, and where everyone else would have belittled me with their “I told you so’s," she instead offered me a path forward, and hope. So much hope. I didn’t have a giant family before, but now I do.

A part of me wants to believe that I’ll still be able to have my dream of the perfect man, a little family, and a beautiful house. But another part of me wants to be realistic.

“Good morning, Faith!” Tessa, my newest friend, says as I enter the bakery and remove my bonnet. The rain can fuck right off, nothing is worse than getting my hair wet.

“Morning, beautiful! How was your weekend away with Maddox?” I ask once my coat is hung up and I grab for an apron.

A smile pulls at her lips and a wistful look crosses her beautiful green eyes as she lets out a contented sigh and tucks a lock of her blonde hair behind her ear. “It was wonderful. I don’t miss living in Nashville, but it’s fun to go back there every once in a while.”

I nod and keep a smile on my face as a weird feeling crawls in my stomach.

Shit. I think it’s jealousy. I don’t want to be jealous of one of my best friends. I’m beyond happy for her. I guess a part of me just wants to have a special someone like she does.

Maddox is also my friend and owns the flower shop that is next door. Tessa and he met about six months ago and have fallen head over heels in love. It’s beautiful to see. Anyone watching them together wouldn’t be able to help but want even a fraction of that type of happiness and love.

I try to shake away the stupid jealous feeling and walk over to give Tessa a hug.

“Where’s mine?” Chuck, the head baker and my other best friend asks, coming out of the walk-in cooler. Simon, our new baker, also lifts his head at me and offers a smile from where he is emptying trays of bread.