Sydney West enjoys sampling summer boys, but this year, one refuses to be a one-night stand…
Twenty-one-year-old Sydney doesn’t believe in relationships. Her parents’ toxic divorce has taught her love is nothing but a sinister fairytale. So every summer she parties, hooks up, abandons her lover before dawn, and repeats.
That is until she meets gorgeous local surfer Jason King at the beach…
When Jason fails to flirt—or even give her a second glance—she decides something must be wrong with him, and it’s safer to stay away. But when Sydney and Jason’s best friends hook up and become Malibu’s hottest couple, they are forced to spend more time together than either of them cares for.
Armed with a sharp tongue, Sydney works to keep Jason at bay…
In a moment of weakness, Sydney lets her guard down and confides in Jason, realizing he’s more than just a hot guy—he’s also a friend. And when Sydney’s need for a summer boy results in her falling into bed with Jason, despite her better judgment, she runs away from him by morning.
The problem is, he won’t accept being another one-night stand, and will do anything to prove…
Love really does exist.
Sydney West’s new relationship might have survived Malibu, but her transformation from party girl to girlfriend isn’t complete…
Sydney is back in Arizona, and with the fall semester at her doorstep, doubts about her so-called summer love start to plague her. A good girl can only stay good for so long. Jason King changed her and made her wonder if love was real. But now, far from his charm, and with the party scene on campus in full swing, the magic is fading…
Jason isn’t willing to let distance drive a wedge between them…
A surprise reunion and a romantic cabin getaway is enough to reignite their summertime spark, but Sydney isn’t convinced this whole monogamous, meeting-your-parents thing Jason wants is possible. No boy has ever met her mother. Then, when a sudden family tragedy strikes, it sends her spiraling into her old habits of booze and boys.
Sydney can only hide from her past for so long…
In the fog of drowning her sorrows, Sydney realizes her former party lifestyle won’t make her happy. Her one-night stands ended with Jason. As much as she wants to believe in that far-fetched fairytale ending, she’s afraid if Jason finds out about all her summer boys, he will abandon her just like her father did.
Jason refuses to settle for the superficial shell Sydney keeps between them, though, and is determined to…
Break Down Sydney once and for all.
BREAKING DOWN SYDNEY (Book 2):
We went for a hike in the woods. Amelia and Hunter were pros, putting a few yards between them and Jason and me. I didn’t mind. Amelia was like a drill sergeant. There was no need for that when you were trying to enjoy nature’s beauty.
“Come here,” Jason whispered into the shell of my ear. Before I could answer, he was pulling me off the trail.
“You know the trail is here for a reason. If we get lost, it’s on you.”
His teeth tugged on my earlobe. He said, “Will you stop? We’re not going far.”
The wind blew lightly through the trees and birds were singing. Internal flames ate away at my body. I gave into Jason and let him take me to the unknown.
He stopped in front of a fat pine tree. I gave him a curious look as he circled its trunk and brushed his hand along its bark.
“Should I leave the two of you alone?” I joked.
Jason smirked at me before pulling out a pocket knife. I felt my face go from being curious to alarmed.
“Watch.” Jason dug the blade into the bark, carving into the tree.
I stood at his side as he chipped away. After a few minutes, I could make out a heart shape. He then put our initials into the center of the heart.
“There,” he said, standing back to admire his handiwork. “Now we’ll forever live here.”
Something inside me pulled me toward the tree. It was like I had to run my fingers down the new carving to make sure it was real.
The tree would forever bear our initials, through the test of time. I stared at the “JK + SW” within the heart.
“I can honestly say no boy has ever done this for me.”
Jason smiled, putting away his knife. “No? Good to know I’m ahead of the game.”