Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 5

had an idea. "Care to show me how to use that jackhammer of yours?"
    Steve raised an eyebrow, a wicked smile stretching his lips. "I thought that's what I'd just been doing, but of course, if you need another lesson…"
    THE END
    Author bio: A lover of books since before she could read and a maker of stories before she knew how to talk properly, it was only natural that Penny started writing when she could hold a pen. From fairytales to teenage romances to the hot, erotic stories she writes now, she's always held the same belief; to love what she puts down on paper. Which means she doesn't love cooking, cleaning or weeding the garden. She does, however, love to travel and has lived in England and Ireland and now resides in Australia where she intends to stay and discover all that she can of this beautiful country.
    Penny would love to hear from you and can be contacted at: Email . She also has a blog address where you can read her comments and story ideas in progress at: Blog .
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JAYDED SUNRISE
    by Shayla Mist

    Two guys are standing in a deserted pool sharing a heated kiss as the faded sunlight shimmers over their wet skin.

    Dear Author ,
    So here I am in *insert resort name here* for my sister's beach wedding. I was supposed to be here with my boyfriend, but I caught the rat cheating on me (again) last weekend, and I decided enough was enough. But hey, being single has its compensations ... like this guy. Who he is, and whether I just met him or have known him a while, is up to you.. .
    Sincerely,
    Megan R

    genre: contemporary
    tags: Hawaii; sex content masturbation; sex content public activity; holiday; weddings
    word count: 11,427
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    JAYDED SUNRISE
    by Shayla Mist
    CHAPTER 1
    Maui, 86° F. I could feel the sweat rolling down my skin even though I'd just exited the hotel two minutes earlier. Last week I dreamt about this moment. Well, not really this particular moment – squinting because of the sun, in spite of my dark sunglasses, and sweating like a pregnant nun- but I was so happy to finally have a reason to go on holiday. And what better reason than my own sister's wedding? Now that I had just broken up with the guy I had been dating for almost a year? Not so much. I just wanted everything to be over with.
    My cell phone rang noisily, thankfully chasing away my thoughts, which started to turn gloomy. Kathleen.
    "Hey, sis!"
    I tried my best to sound as cheerful as possible. The last thing I wanted was to worry my sister when she was just three more days away from the most important event of her life.
    "Cole, you're still not here! I've been waiting for twenty minutes!"
    I peered down at my watch finding, not surprisingly so, that I was only five minutes late to our meeting.
    "Is my little sister becoming a bridezilla? It's not my fault you went twenty minutes early." Which I knew wasn't true anyway – she was just exaggerating, as usual.
    "Cole!" she cried and, though I couldn't see her, I knew she was pouting with her hands on her hips like she always did when she was upset about something. I usually loved teasing her, but this time I took pity on her and swallowed all the sarcastic comments that lay on the tip of my tongue. She was about to get married after all. And I definitely wouldn't have liked to become her bullying target for the remaining three days.
    "All right, all right. I'm coming!"
    Thankfully I spotted a taxi heading my way. I waved it down, hurriedly got in, and recited the address I had dutifully memorized before leaving the hotel room. Fifteen minutes later the taxi stopped in front of a fancy flower shop, its windows adorned with rose bouquets.
    Ok, so I was a bit late. It wasn't my fault my sister woke me up when I was trying to sleep away my jet lag. Kathleen did not seem to sympathize with me though.
    "Come on already, Cole! You're moving like a damn snail," she scolded.
    I rolled my eyes grinning as I leaned down to give her a sloppy kiss on the cheek. Kathleen sighed and gave in, smiling despite her better judgment.
    She went towards the counter and started talking with the shop assistant while I took my time to admire the interior.
    "Cole, come here!" Kathleen waved for me to get closer with an annoyed look on her face. The shop assistant started showing us a catalogue full of photos of various flower bouquets. I couldn't believe she was getting married in three days! My younger sister… I watched her with mixed feelings of pride and longing