Spill Over
Page 18
“Hmm.” I breathe out next to her ear as we dance. “I can’t believe your mom finally said yes. Maybe we’ll be next.”
“No way, Antony. We’re twenty. I’m got getting married at twenty to some guy who didn’t even go to college.” She looks up at me through her thick lashes—a smirk on her face.
“I seem to be doing okay,” I tease.
“Just because you can write best-sellers doesn’t mean you can be a slacker.” Her nose tucks underneath my ear. This makes my knees weak. She knows this just like she knows everything about me.
“You love it.” I kiss her dimple, just like I know makes her crazy.
“I love you.”
My mouth comes down onto hers, and we kiss like we always do. Like I always get to do, because of all the guys who would have been thrilled to be with her, she chose me. And I choose her, too. Every day.
Mom would be proud.
To my mom who was a woman who believed in unique experiences – whether they happened in our backyard or on the other side of the word. I hope I can someday be half the person she was.
-Antony Preston
Dedication
To my parents, and their love of being on the water.
Acknowledgements
Wow. Friends. Paint girl Heather, and Nyrae Dawn. Seriously. You two girls are the two who read EVERYTHING, and I adore you for it. Suzi Retzlaff – way to go in helping me out last minute!
I wrote a paragraph or two in this book and then set it aside, thinking I might get to it in a year or so, but a short trip back to Kingston, and Point No Point Beach, changed all that.
I did not portray Kingston, Washington, accurately in this book, which is simply a matter of artistic license. I adore Kingston. Their little coffee shop on the main street near the ferry docks is probably one of my favorite ever coffee shops, and I never go through town without stopping there.
I’ve been on boats my whole life, not an Oyster (yet – aside from at boat shows) but many kinds of motor yachts and catamaran sailing vessels. I’ve always wanted to write a book using that, so I did. And I’m sure I’ll do it again.
The Sun Coast is real. The water is crystal clear, and warmer than it is closer to Seattle.
I’m very lucky to have grown up with such a supportive family, and the additional family I have now – my husband and my kids – are equally supportive. Even when it means we have pancakes for dinner because mommy was busy writing. Actually, for my kids, that’s probably a perk.
I’m grateful all the time that my hobby is my job. It’s a very happy place to be.
Other Titles by Jolene Perry
LDS Fiction:
The Next Door Boys
Left to Love
Want to Be (coming fall 2012)
Young Adult Fiction:
Night Sky
Knee Deep
My Heart For Yours
Spill Over
About the Author
Jolene Perry lives in Wasilla, Alaska with her husband, two children and the cat that was supposed to be a dog. She taught middle school math with her degree in political science and French. She now writes.
You can find her at jolenebperry.com and also at her blog jolenesbeenwriting.blogspot.com
COPYRIGHT
All rights reserved.
Printed in the United States of America.
No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any form or by any means electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval systems, without prior written permission of the author except where permitted by law.
Published by
Next Door Publishing
Copyright July 2012
The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead is coincidental and not intended by the author.