The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea by Elizabeth O’Roark EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Elizabeth O’Roark
- Language: English
- Genre: Billionaire Romance
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A love story is like a bus ride. You can take the express—short and to
the point, not exciting but it gets you where you need to go—or you
can make it a road trip. Lots of transfers and stops, operating with
blind hope in search of the extraordinary.
I don’t need extraordinary, and I’m not a big believer in blind hope, but
a thirteen-hour flight to meet an ex-boyfriend could hardly be deemed
Honolulu comes into focus through the window of the plane—the
jagged cliffs of Diamond Head looming to my right, white sand and the
bluest water you’ve ever seen.
Come to Hawaii, Six said after the incident, the one that propelled me
from mere fame to infamy. Let your publicist spin the whole thing as
He’s very persuasive, my ex. My best friend, Tali, would use the word
opportunistic. In fact, that’s precisely the word she used. But she has far
higher expectations of men than I do.
So here I am, sleep-deprived and stumbling off a plane into bright
sunlight and clammy air, ready to give him another chance. Trying to ignore
that there was a catch to this whole thing, one he waited to share until I
couldn’t back out: his family is coming too.
“There she is!” cries a voice, and suddenly Six’s mom, Beth, is pushing
through the crowd to hug me as if I’m her long-lost daughter instead of the
ex-girlfriend she’s only met once.
It’s sweet, I guess, but I really need to remove my hoody. This airport
either doesn’t have air-conditioning or considers eighty-five degrees
“We got here a bit ago,” she says, still hugging me, “and thought why
don’t we just wait for Drew?”
“Funny,” says a grim voice I’d know anywhere, a voice that makes my
stomach tighten like it’s being sewn too small from the inside. “I don’t quite
remember it happening that way.” I look up, up, up to find Joshua Bailey,
Six’s brother, looming just past his mother like the Shadow of Death, six
foot five inches of glowering male. His eyes meet mine, and we both scowl
at the same time. The look he gives me is one part loathing, one part
assessment. It’s the way you’d look at someone if you were hoping to make
her death look like an accident.
“You’re sweating,” Joshua says, running a hand through his light brown
hair. He makes the human ability to cool off when overheated sound like a
“And you look like you’re dressed to attend an estate planning
convention,” I reply, letting my gaze raise from his khakis to his neatly
pressed button-down. God, he’s such a dork.
A hot dork, however.
If karma was really a thing, Josh would be hideous, but in truth he has
the kind of eyes a lesser female might get lost in, such a pale blue against
his dark lashes they hardly seem real, perfect bone structure, and a
disarmingly lush lower lip—if you’re into that sort of thing.
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