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Authors: Barbara Elsborg

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Strangers

Strangers

Barbara Elsborg

 

Kate Snow’s had enough of bad boys until a one-way swim in the ocean puts her on a collision course with a man she can’t resist.
Charlie Storm has turned being a bad boy into an art form.
Already a famous pop star, mega-success in the movie business beckons until his inner demons send him spiraling out of control and right out to sea.
The last thing he expects to do before he dies is crash into a suicidal woman.

When the worlds of these two strangers collide, their lives take an upward twist.
In surviving the waves, they find they can’t stand to be apart, in or out of bed.
Kate seizes a chance for happiness, seeing in Charlie a man she can finally trust to love her.
Charlie can’t let go of Kate because she’s the only woman able to see the man he wants to be.

But the price of fame is high and when the world wants to drive them apart, life only seems safe in Kate’s bed.

 

An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication

www.ellorascave.com

 

 

 

Strangers

 

ISBN 9781419922060

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Strangers Copyright © 2009 Barbara Elsborg

 

Edited by Sue-Ellen Gower

Cover art by Syneca

 

Electronic book publication December 2009

 

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This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.
The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.

STRANGERS

Barbara Elsborg

Trademarks Acknowledgement

 

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

 

BBC: The British Broadcasting Corporation

Burger King: Burger King Brands, Inc.

Coke: The Coca-Cola Company

Cristal: Champagne Louis Roederer (CLR) Société Anonyme Société Anonyme

Donna Karan: Gabrielle Studio, Inc.

The Dorchester: Dorchester Hotel Limited

eBay: eBay Inc.

Edward Scissorhands
: Twentieth Century Fox Film Corporation

EMI: EMI Group plc

Grand Marnier: Societe Des Produits Marnier-Lapostolle Company

Harrods: Harrods Ltd.

The Hulk:
Magazine Management Co., Inc.
doing business as Marvel Comics Group

IKEA:
Inter IKEA Systems B.V.

Jack Daniel’s: Jack Daniel’s Properties Inc.

Jimmy Choos: J.
Choo Ltd.

Lexus: Toyota Jidosha Kabushiki Kaisha TA Toyota Motor Corporation

Manolo Blahniks :
Blahnik, Manolo Individual

Marks and Spencer: Marks and Spencer plc

Marmite: Marmite Food Extract Co Ltd.

Mars: Mars Incorporated

Marsala:
S.A.V.I.
Floria-Ingham Whitaker-Woodhouse & C Corporation

Nobu: Matsuhisa, Nobuyuki Individual

Post-It: 3M Company

Red Bull: Red Bull GmbH Limited Liability Company

Selfridges: Selfridges Retail Limited

Sky TV: BSkyB Ltd.

Twiglets : United Biscuits UK Limited

Twister: Hasbro, Inc.

Woolworths: F.
W.
Woolworth Co.

 

Chapter One

 

G O O D B Y E

 

Kate stared at the letters written in the sand and laughed.
If that wasn’t a sign, she didn’t know what was.
Three more steps and a cold wave swept over her feet.
Kate gritted her teeth and waded forward until the water reached her waist.
One shuddering plunge and she began to swim.
Moments later her sandals slipped from her feet.
Damn, they were her favorites.
Kate snorted with laughter, inhaled a lungful of saltwater and tried to stand.
When her feet failed to touch bottom, she flailed around until she got her breath back and could swim again.

It didn’t take long before she was shivering.
Kate pictured herself sliding into a deep sleep and drowning.
Then pictured herself struggling to breathe as water rushed into her throat.
She batted away a hard ball of fear.
No going back.

Flipping over, she looked up into the pale gray early morning sky.
It would have been good to see the sun for the last time.
Kate let herself sink and moments later her legs kicked her to the surface.
She gave an annoyed grunt.
She’d even held her breath.
This wasn’t going to be as easy as she thought.
How weird if she swam as far as France.
More likely a tanker would mow her down.

The blow caught her on the end of her nose.
Kate gasped as she went under, swallowed water and panicked.
Drowning was one thing, being attacked by a shark something else entirely.
She kicked her way to the surface, the horror of being eaten turning her into a writhing mass of fear.
When her feet connected with something solid, fear turned to terror.

“Oww!” yelped the shark.

Kate thrashed harder.

“What the fuck are you doing?” the shark demanded.

Having an entertaining hallucination.
Kate swiveled round.
She’d not slept last night and her tired mind had imagined someone with her.
Fortunately not a shark.
She’d conjured up a real humdinger—an angry, dark-haired man who needed a shave.
Despite the sooty shadows under his eyes, he was gorgeous.
A shiver of lust joined Kate’s other shivers.
Of course he could have the body of a hippo, since she could only see his head and bare shoulders.

“Oh God, your nose is bleeding.
Sorry,” he said.

Kate touched her face and saw the blood on her fingers before a splash of water washed them clean.

“I wasn’t looking where I was going.
I didn’t expect anyone to be out this far,” he said.

She continued to tread water, wondering if she could keep him with her.


Aren’t you going to say anything?” he asked.

Kate opened her mouth, considered the sense in talking to someone who wasn’t there, and closed it.

“Are you a mermaid?” He dropped under the waves.

Was he a merman?
But then he’d know she wasn’t a mermaid.
He surfaced beside her, closer than before, a haunted look in his huge, soft brown eyes.

“Toes,” he spluttered, spitting on her face.
“With red nail polish.
I’m so disappointed.”

Kate’s heart sank.
A figment of her imagination would neither complain nor spit at her.
He was real.

“I thought you were a shark,” she said.
“Then I thought I’d imagined you.”

“A shark?” He turned in a jerky circle.
“Oh Christ, and you’re bleeding.
They can scent tiny amounts of blood in the water from oceans away.
A squad of them are probably zooming over to tear us apart, limb by limb.
If you feel a sudden tug, that’ll be your leg gone.”

Kate wiped her nose again.
Still bleeding.

“Sorry.
I hope I didn’t break it,” he said.

“Don’t worry about it.”

“So…do you do this often?” He bobbed up on a wave as she dropped into a trough.

Kate was torn between laughter and tears.
“What?”

“Swim out to sea in your clothes?”

“Yes, it’s fabulous exercise.
I’d better get going.” She didn’t move.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“Kate.”

“I’m Charlie.”

“Well, hello and goodbye, Charlie.”

She swam out to sea using strong and decisive strokes.

“You’re going the wrong way,” he yelled.

“Not finished yet.
Got to burn off the seventeen Mars Bars I ate last night.
Squillions of calories to go.”

He came up next to her, doing the breaststroke like her.
They swam side-by-side in silence.

“Did you ever see that film
Open Water
?” Charlie asked suddenly.

Kate had been trying not to think about it.
“Unlike that poor couple, we’re not lost.
The beach is behind us.”

“I don’t want to go back to the beach,” he said.

Kate glanced across.
Bloody hell, what were the chances of them picking the same spot to disappear?
All that water and they ended up in the same place?

“I was here first,” she said.

“How do you know?”

He was right.
She didn’t.

Light dawned.
“Was the message in the sand yours?” Kate asked.

“See, I
was
here first.
Anyway, there’s enough water for both of us.”

True.
Kate wondered about diving, then opening her mouth to let the sea flood her lungs.
Would it work?
Would it be quick?

“Your nose is still bleeding,” he said.

“Shit.”

“I’d have thought you’d welcome a shark.”

Kate caught the hint of a smile on his face and glared.
“I’m choosing the way I die, and I’m not choosing Jaws.”

“Me neither,” Charlie said.
“Why don’t we stop swimming?”

“I already tried.
My legs won’t cooperate.
Watch.”

Kate stopped moving and almost instantly started to tread water.
Charlie held himself still, went under, then popped up next to her, water streaming down his face.

“This is crazy.” His teeth were chattering.

“Feel free to change your mind.
No one’s forcing you.”

Then Kate screamed and Charlie shot straight out of the water.
She noticed he had great pecs, then panic overwhelmed every thought.

“Jesus, what’s the matter?” he gasped.

“There’s something behind me.
Brushing against my back.
Oh God.
Jellyfish.”

Charlie swam around, and then a swag of seaweed plopped onto her head.
Kate screamed again and shot into hyper-speed, arms and legs powering her away.

“It’s not a jellyfish,” he called.
“It’s seaweed.”

“I don’t like seaweed either.”

Charlie caught up.
“Why the hell choose to do things this way, if you’re frightened of jellyfish, sharks and seaweed?
Anything else to add?”

“Crabs, eels and oil tankers.”

He sniggered.
“How about giant squid?”

She gulped.
“I thought if I kept my clothes on, I wouldn’t mind slimy things, but I was wrong.
I hadn’t thought about sharks until you mentioned them.
Nor squid.
Anyway, I’m not the only one who doesn’t like sharks.”

“They won’t go for me.
I’m not bleeding.”

“You’re in my vicinity.
I don’t think they’re picky.
You better swim off and leave me alone.”

“But it’s my fault you’re bleeding.
I’d feel terrible if a shark ate you.” He failed to smother a laugh.

Kate swam off and he followed.

“Are you stalking me?” she asked.
“Can’t I even kill myself in peace?”

“You’re more likely to be stalking me.”

“Right, that’s it.
I’ve had enough.”

She turned and started to swim back to shore.
Charlie kept pace with her.
Neither spoke, but after several minutes it became clear the beach grew no closer.

“Do the crawl,” Charlie said.
“We might make more progress.”

They didn’t.

Her legs leaden, Kate found it difficult to keep her head above the water.
Her clothes pulled her down.
She was holding Charlie back, and knew without him saying that he’d refuse to leave her.
Kate unzipped her jeans and tried to peel them over her hips, an action that sent her deep underwater.
Charlie grabbed her arm and hauled her to the surface.

“What the hell are you playing at?” he shouted.

“Trying to take off my jeans.”

He blinked water from his eyes.
“Normally I’d be in favor of that, but you’re going to drown yourself.”

They looked at each other and laughed.

“We can use them as a buoyancy aid,” Kate said.
“Tie the legs and fill them with air.”

The incredulous look on his face made her determined to prove she could do it.
Kate dipped beneath the surface.
It was like trying to peel a lemon with a plastic knife.
Being killed by her jeans was another way not to end things.

When Kate emerged triumphant, pants in hand, rain was falling.
She struggled with cold fingers to knot one leg, while Charlie worked on the other.
When both legs were tied, Kate held the jeans by the waist and scooped them through the air.
The wind wrenched them out of her grasp and deposited them several yards away.

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