VBT# Book Blitz - All In - Marta Brown

Today's Book Blitz is a new Summer Romance or in my side of the world it would be a "Winter Romance" by Marta Brown called "All In".

 

Synopsis: All In - Marta Brown - May 2013

On the picturesque island of Martha's Vineyard, there are two kinds of residents. Locals and Stays.

Local boy, Lane McCarthy, plans on spending his summer working at the country club to save money for college in the fall, while summer stay, Ashley Whitmore, and her elite group of friends are only there to play.

As the summer heat goes up on the island, so does the ante, when both Lane and Ashley must decide what they’re willing to wager in order to follow their dreams… and their hearts.

With stakes as high as the surf, and hopes as high as the midday sun, will they risk everything and go all in?

 

Ashley

“So…you work here?”

He looks around at our surroundings then runs his hand through his already messy hair.

“Uh, yeah…I actually took over for my grandpa a few months ago.” He glances up the stairs and then back down to me. “You wanna see the top?”

I nod and follow behind him as we climb the rest of the way up. I glimpse off the side of the railing and down the middle of the spiraling staircase when we reach the top and regret it immediately.

“Whoa there,” Lane says as he reaches out and grips my waist when I sway slightly. His hands graze the small sliver of exposed skin between my jean shorts and tank top and it makes me even more lightheaded than the height.

“I uh… didn’t realize how high up we are.”

“It took a little getting used to for me too. Just give yourself a few minutes, and try not to look down.” Lane smiles but keeps his hands wrapped around my hips.

“I think I’m good,” I say after a minute, then chastise myself because he lets go of me.

I continue to hold the railing tight as we take the final few steps to the top of the lighthouse. “What do you mean you took over for your grandpa?” I ask, trying to busy my mind, so I don’t focus on the height, or the way his hands felt on my skin.

“Oh yeah,” he says, like he’s completely forgotten what we were talking about before my little dizzy spell.