Fresh out of college and newly married, twenty-something Kira plans the perfect future with a house in the suburbs, ski getaways, and fancy dinners. When her husband Jeremy dies in a car accident, loss casts her adrift, but her heart cracks wide open when she uncovers the secrets he left behind.
Despite her dislike for the ocean with the whipping wind and itchy sand, Kira seeks solace in salt: tears, sweat, and the sea, helping her move beyond the myth of perfection, and guiding her toward the truth of who she really is.
She takes surf lessons to overcome her fear of the water and her well of grief. In the local surf scene, she meets sultry Jamie, with a hot Australian accent. He’s eager to spend time with her, but mostly between the sheets. Then there’s soulful Ian, her surf instructor, who helps her get on her feet and ride the waves.
During a transformative trip to South Africa on surfari, she learns the best way to be loved, yet when she returns to the shores of New England, grief continues to haunt her. She must let go, but how? Torn between the tides, Kira discovers strength and courage, navigates loss, lust, and love, taking readers along for the plunge.
“I’d like a coffee, just milk please.”
“And one of these babies,” Jamie said pointing to the gooey plate of giant cinnamon buns.
He stretched his arms overhead while they waited for the order, revealing the toned line of his waist and abs. She practically drooled and not over the melted glaze drizzle on the cinnamon confection.
Kira, her body exhausted from being in the waves, welcomed the chair Jamie pulled out at a vacant table. When he joined her, the sleeves of his t-shirt hugging his upper arms and the eager expression on his lips, caused something primal and long dormant or never quite conscious to begin with, to awaken within her.
“So Kira, what brings you here, this time of year? We usually get the beach babes in the summer months.” He said the words as if they were the most normal thing in the world. Like beach babes were the same as kittens or apples.
Kira wasn’t sure what to say. She didn’t feel the same connection to Jamie as she did to Ian, she felt like she could be herself with the latter. Both were intense. But with Jamie, it was different; there was attraction, but the kind that left her tongue-tied. She wasn’t sure he’d understand her vague explanation.
“I wanted to try something new, I guess.”
“You came to the right place. I just got back from Costa Rica. The swell was up so I flew down there for a couple. It was really going off. You have to do it while you can, yanno? You just never know when the waves will be flat or when your number might be up.”
Jamie pulled a chunk off the cinnamon roll. “Delicious. Have a bite.”
Kira took a length of the coiled roll. He smiled flirtatiously at her, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he sipped his coffee.
“You know they say cinnamon is an aphrodisiac.”
“I wouldn’t know,” Kira said candidly.
“You’ve got something, there,” he reached over and wiped a crumb off her lip then licked his finger. A hot flame ignited within her. She pressed her lips together in the place he’d just touched, and she felt a deep longing sizzling inside her.
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Deirdre Riordan Hall is the author of upper young adult and new adult fiction. She spends her days with her family, writing (what else?!) at the custom-made desk her husband crafted, or seaside, pretending she’s a mermaid.
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