Impossible Love: An Unforeseen Destiny Novel Book One

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Authors: Kimberly Readnour
the side of a large boulder, feet propped on the nearby rock. The boulders blanket the ground, and you have to watch your footing maneuvering around them.
    My gaze lands on Kayla standing twenty feet away. She removes her shorts and hands them to her mom. I’m trying hard not to stare. I really am, but I’m a guy. Guys look. Especially, when there’s been an established attraction. And dragging my stare away from her black, string-bikini bottoms is damn impossible.
    Kayla lifts the bottom of her shirt, and my mouth dries. Her flat stomach is the first thing I see, and I want very badly to trace my tongue across her silky white skin. The shirt is removed, and her nearly naked body stirs my insides. She’s less busty than I prefer, but there’s no denying her smokin’ hot body. My dick agrees, sporting a semi as wicked thoughts enter my brain. I force myself to look away.
    And frown immediately.
    It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what George, the pervert, is staring at. His lustful leer pisses me off. At least I have the decency to turn away. It takes all my willpower to keep from pummeling him.
    Splash.
    “Shit. The water’s cold!”
    My head turns to Kayla’s gasp, and there’s no way I can hide the smile forming on my lips. She’s too frickin’ cute. Her arms flail about in an attempt to keep herself afloat, and she’s breathing rather erratically. For a moment, I think she’ll need saving, but she calms down fairly quick.
    “It’s a little refreshing, isn’t it?” I ask once drowning is no longer an issue.
    Kayla laughs as she looks at me. “Yeah, I guess I wasn’t prepared for the cool temp. It’s great, though.”
    “I think that’s a common misconception,” I say, smirking.
    “It’s worth it.” Her eyes widen as she breaks into a huge smile. “I get to swim under a waterfall.”
    The gleam in her eyes causes me to double blink. And that smile. It’s so genuine, I can’t do anything but stare.
    With a tiny squeal, Kayla breaks toward the base of the fall. Her smile never falters as she laughs at the water spraying on top of her. A few moments pass before I realize I’ve been watching her this entire time. Turning to see if anyone else from the group has gone into the water, my gaze connects with Cara. She gives me a wry smile which I sheepishly return, trying to swallow the lump in my throat.
    Busted .
    I break eye contact and try not to look at Kayla for the rest of the tour.
    ***
    The familiar shitty fence comes to view as the van drops us off at headquarters.
    “Just leave the bags on the picnic table,” I say as they unload. Tom slips a ten-dollar bill into my hand, followed by the adventurous couple handing over a five. The perv walks by without acknowledging my presence. Tightass. I break away to review the itinerary one last time to hand it back to McKenna.
    “Everything go okay?” McKenna asks at my approach.
    “Yep, you know it.” I half-grin and turn away to rinse off everyone’s dry bags and lunch totes.
    “Kai.” I hear as I reach for the hose.
    “Here, take this. We really enjoyed the tour,” Cara says, her hand extended.
    “Thanks, ma’am.” I drop the hose and reach for the twenty-dollar bill in her hand, taken aback by the generosity. My gaze shifts sideways, connecting with Kayla’s. The connection lingers for a long moment as my breathing quickens. “It was my pleasure.”
    Kayla remains still, an innocent flush to her cheeks. So not my type, but yet something about this girl’s shyness makes me crazy.
    “Well…” Cara says, breaking our trance. “We better let you finish.”
    “Thanks again.” I nod to Cara, and the raised eyebrow as she glances between Kayla and me makes my pulse race.
    Shit , she caught me eyeing her daughter, or whatever the fuck I was doing. Again . God, I hope she’s not so pissed that she’ll report me. I offer a meager smile as they turn and walk to their car. I squeeze my eyes shut and take a deep breath before

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