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Grace's Secret
Grace's Secret
Grace's Secret
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Grace's Secret

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Grace is every man's dream, with her blonde curly hair, long legs, and her willingness to let them use her and toss her aside. She thrives on it.
Her life gets tangled when she falls in love for her first time with Trevor, a sexy friend from church who she has no right being with.
A day on the beach leads Grace to harbor a secret, but she soon finds out her secret is the least of her worries. Will her secret be exposed, or will she find another way?

LanguageEnglish
PublisherHope Walker
Release dateNov 19, 2012
ISBN9781301178636
Grace's Secret
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Hope Walker

About the Author Hope Walker, a stay at home mother, resides in Washington State with her husband and daughter. When she’s not writing, she’s taking care of animals on their small farm located in Snohomish County. She enjoys watching chickens and ducks on their farm run and play. There’s something funny about watching flightless birds run. Busily involved with her daughter’s activities with school, sports and Girl Scouts, she is learning to pencil time in for herself by taking up running, and now putting her love of suspense, with just a taste of erotica, out there for others to enjoy. She hopes her first stories will just be the beginning of her childhood dream of becoming your favorite author.

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    Grace's Secret - Hope Walker

    GRACE’S SECRET

    by

    Hope Walker

    Grace’s Secret

    Copyright 2012 by Hope E Walker

    Smashwords edition

    This is a work of fiction.

    Cover Design Copyright 2012 by Hope E Walker

    Smashwords Edition, License Notes

    Thank you for downloading this free ebook. Although this is a free book, it remains the copyrighted property of the author, and may not be reproduced, copied and distributed for commercial or non-commercial purposes. If you enjoyed this book, please encourage your friends to download their own copy at Smashwords.com, where they can also discover other works by this author. Thank you for your support.

    TABLE OF CONTENTS

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    About the author

    Excerpt from Co-Dependent

    Excerpt from Ink Slinger

    CHAPTER 1

    After putting my bright green bikini bottom on, I grab my top from the mossy stump on the shoreline of the lake. Fumbling from nerves, it takes me longer to put it on than it did taking it off, but I wasn’t the one who had taken it off. Flipping my golden, bouncing curls over, I tie the strings and then toss my hair back into place, giving my sexiest smile to my onlooker.

    Trevor stood there leaning against a cypress tree with his arms folded across his chest, shyly watching me dress. His timid smile was contagious and it made me blush. It’s amazing that after what he and I did, that it’s his bashfulness that turns my face pink. Not that having sex with Trevor Donovan isn’t enough to make a girl blush, but it’s the meaning behind the grin that paints my cheeks.

    Thinking back to that morning, if someone would’ve told me I would be sprawled out on a private sandy beach at the lake, letting Trevor make love to me, not once, but twice this afternoon, I probably would’ve smacked him or her in disgust.

    Don’t get me wrong, it doesn’t repulse me because of his looks. No, definitely not because of his blonde messy hair, icy blue eyes, tan muscular body, and a face that could easily be plastered over any magazine. The shock would be from the fact that Trevor Donovan isn’t mine to have sex with, or mine to have impure thoughts about.

    Trevor Donovan belongs to my angelic older sister. He’s Heidi’s true love, the one she’s saving herself for her wedding day. They both have plans to open up their own children’s bible study camp after finishing school. Heidi and Trevor are our church’s role models for the younger fellowship. They have plans to marry after college, and then to adopt many children. It’s enough to make me gag.

    I, on the other hand am not an angelic sister, with having slept my way through high school, and now my college. Using my sexy golden locks, long legs and a body most models would die for, I get pretty much anything I want.

    My sister has the same tools I have. After all, we’re identical twins. She’s the elder by two minutes. Although she and I are the polar opposites, we’re best friends. With all my sleazing around, I never go after a guy my sister shows the slightest interest with, which hasn’t been many up until Trevor came along.

    When she and Trevor began dating two years ago, my jealousy consumed me. I couldn’t figure out why a hot guy like Trevor would ever go for Heidi, but after getting to know the new boy in church, I realized that they were made for each other.

    Trevor shares all the same interests as Heidi. Both wanting to help children. Both taking pledges to remain virgins until they’re to wed. They believe that they were put on this earth to be parents to those who had none. It’s sickening, but I backed off and let the two have each other. I love my sister unconditionally, and I know she loves me the same.

    Trevor has become a daily fixture in our home. Our parents adore him. I adore him. He’s sweet, funny, sexy, helpful, and he treats my sister with more respect than I will ever see in my lifetime. We all love Trevor and accept him as family.

    That’s why I would’ve been hurt if someone had told me I would be doing the nasty with him at the beach the one weekend my sister is away. But I did. I did just do the unthinkable, and I liked it.

    With his arms still folded over his chest, he left the tree and made his way through the hot sand. He drops his arms to his side and makes a mad dash toward me, causing me to squeal in delight of the chase.

    I back up into the murky lake and splash him, but he grabs me, and we both smack down in the water. Pulling me up, he pushes my now soaking wet hair from my face, wraps his arms around me and kisses me. Kissing back, I reach up and wrap his blonde hair through my fingers.

    I have slept with many, let me repeat, many guys and never have I fallen in love with any of them. The way the butterflies pulsate in my stomach, and how my head feels dizzy when he’s around, leads me to believe that the feeling I’ve had for this man for the last year, was love. Our love making moments ago sealed, stamped, and mailed that love letter for me.

    Also, having slept my way through the county, I know I’m not Trevor’s first. There’s no way a man who’s a supposed devoted virgin knows exactly how to make me feel the way he just did. I knew the moment he walked through our church doors two years ago that he wasn’t a virgin. It’s my gift to familiarize myself with such things.

    We both hold each other’s hands as we splash out of the lake and back over to the blanket we had laid out earlier for our innocent day at the beach. How could we have let it go this far, so fast? I think to myself as the guilt begins to sneak in.

    We’ve spent many times at this lake together swimming, skiing, and picnicking. Other than my sister, it was another common thread he and I have. We both have a love of the water and spend as much time as possible in it. Heidi has a fear of the water, and will usually stay home, or underneath the cypress tree reading a book.

    Plopping our wet selves on the blanket, we both sit there looking out to the sun shining down onto the lake. Our body language changes from intimate lovers to awkward acquaintances, guilt radiating from every crevice of our beings.

    Trevor breaks the lock on our senseless prison by saying, "This was a mistake. It can never happen again. He turns to look at me and goes on to say, I love Heidi, Grace. She can never know about this."

    Seeing the hurt in his eyes, I know he means it. I have nothing to say to him. It’s not the first time I’m used, but it is by someone I’m in love with. It hurt worse than I ever could’ve imagined. I can feel my heart falling apart making it difficult to breath.

    Sitting there on the old quilt my grandmother had made for me on my fifth birthday, I flick sand back onto the beach, not wanting him to see

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