Blog Tour | The South Winds by Allison Mullinax
The South Winds
by
Allison Mullinax
Contemporary
Romance
Fiery
Seas Everlasting
August
7, 2018
Cassie
Ray, manager of her family’s successful oyster house, has never asked for much
out of life. The sun, surf, and sand are her companions. The regulars and
tourists that flock to The Slippery Oyster are her livelihood. But when the
Atlantic kicks up a hurricane, sending waves of black water threatening the
coast, Cassie quickly learns that the south winds have blown in a lot more than
debris and saltwater.
Dean
Alexander left Turquoise Isle eight years ago and never looked back. With his
sister’s wedding approaching, and a hurricane churning in the Gulf, Dean
returns home, where he’s welcomed with a riptide of memories determined to pull
him under.
Will
Cassie and Dean make it through the crashing waves of the past? Will they get a
second chance before it's too late or will the storm ahead be too much for them
to handle?
EXCERPT #3 - CHAPTER THREE
Cassie. As gorgeous as the day I’d left her standing on the beach, with
the same deer-in-the-headlights look plastered to her face. I want to stand up
and make my way over to her, but my body suddenly feels as if the entire weight
of the world is shoving me down into this bar stool. I’m aware that I’m
staring, but, fuck it…so is she. Each of us like we’re holding a loaded gun,
waiting for the other to pull the trigger. Not much has changed.
Plastic cups fall out her arms and ricochet
off the wooden stairs, but she doesn’t even flinch. The bass drum of the band
is nothing compared to my pulse thrashing around in my veins. I don’t know if
seconds or a lifetime pass between us; all I know is my gaze is locked onto
hers and there’s nothing in the world that could make me turn away. It’s been
eight years; if I want to gawk at the woman who obliterated my heart, then I
guess I’ve earned that right.
But Cassie was always the more stubborn one
between the two of us. Always willing to fight the battle, even if it meant
she’d lose the war. I’m reminded of that as she turns her soft eyes away from
mine, the heel of her shoe lifting to retreat.
As she gradually backs away, a skinny kid
comes bounding down the steps. He has a lit cigarette between his two lips, and
a ratty Nirvana T-shirt stained with God knows what. He doesn’t even look up. I
mean to call out to him, tell him to slow the hell down before he smacks right
into her, but my words are finding it difficult to claw their way out of my dry
throat.
Cassie’s eyes widen as the kid slams into
her back, and her mouth parts as if all the air is knocked from her lungs. Once
again, I find myself unable to move as she tumbles down the stairs, landing
with a thunk in the sand. No longer
cemented to my chair, I’m flying through the crowd, pushing my way past people.
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North
Alabama native, Allison Mullinax, grew up in the small lake town of
Guntersville, AL. She discovered the escapism and addiction of writing at an
early age. Today she remains a lover of reading, all things outdoors, and
spending time with her husband and three daughters.
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