Erin Beckett wasn't scared of most things. She loved roller coasters, and she was the designated bug killer at home—even with three older brothers. When the offense of the other team came speeding ... [+]
Translated by Wendy Cross
It was a deserted spot; she had chosen this time deliberately to get some peace. With her eyes closed, she let herself be rocked by the waves breaking on the beach, in ceaseless motion. The sun warmed her skin and she stretched out and relaxed, drawing two little circles in the warm sand with the tips of her fingers.
She had waited so long for this summer, after months of slaving away at work. Getting away, spending time with Pierre, lazing around in the sun, with the smell of doughnuts, sea-salt, and coconut scented sun cream. She had dashed to Chez Maté Lingerie as soon as the sales ha