Reading Book On Beach Novels & Stories

But the idea stuck around in the back of my head long after I had turned out the lights. Roman accompanied Joemar to each of the meetings, but Andre was hit-or-miss. While one of these meetings was going on in the study, I walked down to the beach with a towel and my Kindle. To my surprise, Andre was already down there, sitting with a chair up near the water. The surf was gently rolling across his ankles while he read a paperback book. “Nothing to do?” I asked. Andre marked his place with a finger and lowered the book, smiling warmly at me. “Not when Joemar is with the investors.”

As my friends continued to enjoy the beach, I found myself lying under a shed with Shraf. The sun beat down on us, but the shade provided a welcome respite from the heat. I clutched my book tightly, trying to lose myself in the pages, but my mind kept wandering back to Shraf. He lounged beside me, his eyes fixed on me as I read. I could feel his gaze on me, and it made my skin prickle with awareness. Mark called out to us from a distance, offering to apply sunscreen to anyone who needed it. Sarah eagerly accepted, and Mark made his way over to her. After he was done he called, "Do anyone else need me to apply sunscreen on them?!"

"Or maybe I've just read The Awakening too many times." "I haven't read that one," he replied. "You should. It's by Kate Chopin." "I'll give it a try." Another wave came in, but it only made it as far as my shoulders before rolling out again. I spread my hand against the sand beside me. "Don't worry," I told him. "When the water comes in I'll just float." "I'll have to take your word for that." "You were right," I said, matching the lightness of his tone. "The ocean is very calming."

Tossing my shirt onto the lounger, I all but tripped over my flip flops trying to follow her. ***Sarah POV*** The sand was warm between my toes as I ran towards the water. I’d never been to the beach before and seeing the ocean up this close was something I had always wanted. I stopped at the edge of the water, letting the waves splash up over my toes. It wasn't as cold as I'd thought it would be. “Sarah?” Dom asked, and I looked over my shoulder at him. “Never have I ever been to the beach.” I giggled and he grabbed my hand.

Chapter 59: The Beach of Regrets *Tony's POV* The beach stretched endlessly in both directions, a ribbon of white sand bordered by the Mediterranean's relentless rhythm. I'd found this isolated stretch of coastline south of Rome after hours of aimless driving, drawn by the promise of solitude and the kind of vast emptiness that matched the hollowness in my chest.

Elijah would gladly give me books he thinks I need to read, but it was my free time, so nothing that involves Elijah and learning is going to fit into my plan. The thought of spending some time alone on the beach was incredibly appealing, a rare chance to be away from the responsibilities of being Luna and simply embrace the love and gift of nature. As I made my way towards the beach, I was accompanied by Red, my loyal bodyguard. His presence was reassuring, but it was also a reminder that, at times, my freedom is not total. He frowned at the idea of me coming to the beach at first.

- Maria The hot sun beat down on the beach below and made the water twinkle beneath its rays. Sprawled out on a comfortable chair with a book in my hand, I felt my skin soak up that warmth. It was a beautiful day, and I was more than happy to cook in that sunshine, listening to the waves crashing and reading at my leisure. The beach was a private one that Dimitri had scoped for us and wasted no time gaining ownership of it the moment I said I thought it was beautiful.

“We could take a few shots of me reading on the beach. I haven’t done that before. Is this one of those books that will make me look smart?” “Yeah, I guess we could. It’s just a romance novel, I don’t know if your followers will think it makes you smart, but it might make you a little more relatable to some people.” “Smart people read, Shelby. You, of all people, should know that. Maybe I will stop getting all those mean comments about being stupid. I can caption it ‘steamy reading on the beach.’” Lauren took her place on the lounge in a very photogenic pose that made her look graceful while still artfully showing off her cleavage. She opened the book and draped it over herself, careful no

She had a book that she had hoped to read while on break and that sealed the deal. The part of the beach associated with the resort was relatively small. There was a decent crowd there so people were situated closer to each other than we were expecting. Since it was early, we had no trouble finding a couple of chairs though. People were just starting to fill in the spaces.

I tucked one behind my ear, feeling very pretty. I went down to the beach, not terribly interested in finding a place to read just yet. Setting the book down on a safe patch of sand, I waded into the crystal clear ocean. The water was too warm and wonderful not to at least dip my toes in at every chance. I kicked lightly at the waves, looking down the shore. A few hundred yards away was a set of cabana houses. Jack and Emma were in one of them, the two of them staying in the same cabana where they had fallen in love.