"There's more fish in the sea." If Claudia had a dime for every time she'd heard those words since the breakup with her boyfriend she'd be rich. Seeking rest and relaxation at a private beachfront property in the Mediterranean, Claudia settles into sweet solitude only to stumble upon the mystical, sea-bound Talas. With his hard sun-kissed body, bleached-blond hair and eye-catching aquamarine choker, this sexy stud from the sea learns super-fast how to supply Claudia with staggering quantities of the best kind of R&R -- Romance and Release.
Reeling him in is easy, but after Talas' identity is revealed, will Claudia have to cut him loose, left with only the memory of the one that got away?
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Catch of the Day by Brigit Zahara
Heading down closer to the water's edge, Claudia turned to her left and began strolling toward the cliffs, the balmy breeze alternately plastering and tenting her billowy cotton shift about her slender form and whipping her dark hair about her face. Each step she took sunk her soles down into the darkened damp sand as the warm waves washed over her feet and dashed up onto her legs, making a steady gait nearly impossible. Yet Claudia was far from irritated by her slow progress. These thought-provoking ambles were the perfect example of the journey mattering more than the actual destination.
Lazily she plodded on, her gaze moving from the water to her feet and back again as various aspects of her life turned over and over in her head, the mindless movement of her body somehow creating a clearer mental state which allowed an easier, more productive assessment of certain issues.
Front and center was the recent end she had put to a particularly unhealthy relationship. With lopsided degrees of love, commitment and support at the root of the problem, Claudia had at last given her freeloading, emotionally unavailable boyfriend of two years the boot. Love really is blind and it had taken her a lengthy and painful period of time to come to the same conclusion that everyone else in her life had reached long before. Now they all were rejoicing over the split--all but Claudia. On one hand, she felt a certain sense of relief, but on the other she was left with the nagging doubt that she would ever find someone to fully return her love.
As if that wasn't bad enough, it appeared that her blues over the breakup had permeated other areas of her life. Perhaps it was the parting with her beau, the fact that she was quickly approaching forty or something more subtle, but lately, Claudia had been struck with a real fight-or-flight reaction, contemplating changing her well-established career as a ballsy criminal lawyer and even leaving the city that she had called home since her birth. Whatever the reason, for some time now she'd been positively aching for a completely new life. Something really different.
But until then, this time away with its extended leisurely walks worked wonders to clear her heart and head of any discontent and it wasn't long on this lazy afternoon saunter before Claudia was left with a quieted, contented spirit.
Looking up, she was surprised, as on previous strolls, to see the rock-strewn cliffs looming much closer and larger than when she'd first started out some twenty minutes earlier. Only this time she had gone quite a bit farther than ever before to round the bend of the beach as it snaked about the base of the stony overhang. Now on the other side, Claudia took in the sheltered cove that spread out before her, its tattered shoreline dancing unevenly along the water. The regular ebb and flow of the waves was impeded by a smattering of several gigantic rocks firmly entrenched in the wet sand, the sea's efforts to move past the mammoth stones leaving but a swirl of white froth at each base. One Amazonian formation in particular, that easily stood ten feet high and just as wide, sparkled in the sunlight, its surface seemingly inlaid with a million tiny jewels.
Mesmerized, Claudia moved toward it. Ankle-deep in water, she soon reached the vast rocky structure and placing a hand upon it to steady her footing, leaned forward to peer more intently at its fa?ade.
While it clearly did not contain any sort of precious gems, there was a gorgeous glittering quality to the entire shape that she had never seen before. In fact, if she could find a considerably smaller stone with the same enchanting effervescence, she would take it and have a piece of jewelry made out of it.
Glancing down to look into and beneath the clear water, she nudged the sand underfoot, hoping to uncover a much more compact version of the twinkling mountain before her. Very few stones were uncovered by her toes' underwater attempts but she continued on for a bit, her search soon bringing her around to the front of the rock and the other side where a noticeably loud splash directly ahead drew her attention up. With a sound that came out somewhere between a gasp and a shriek, Claudia took a couple of startled steps back, for not ten feet from her stood a man.
A naked man.
Even though she automatically lowered her eyes at her unexpected discovery, Claudia easily managed to take in a bit of the clothing-optional male.
For one thing, he was the three Ts--tall, tanned and toned. Without thinking, she shot a cursory look in his direction, her gaze glancing off the golden skin of his smooth bulky biceps and corrugated torso. Immediately she upgraded her previous appraisal of his muscular state from toned to ripped, the hard, jutting lines of his six-pack looking positively lickable, especially when little drizzles of water trickled down to disappear into the curly dark mass of hair farther south from which sprung the most incredible--
Again averting her eyes, Claudia pivoted her head sharply to the side and fixed her eyes on the sky above, the heat of her scarlet blush filling her face and chest.
"Sorry," he said in a low, mellow voice, "I didn't know anyone was on my beach."
A series of increasingly louder splashes alerted Claudia to the fact that he was moving. Toward her. Whipping her head around to face him once more and taking a couple more uncertain steps back, she gawked open-mouthed at the sight of the man's enticing form as he first approached, then stepped past her, a soft musky scent that was anything but unpleasant wafting past as he went. It was only when he was out of sight that the echo of his last words finally registered within her.