M.A. Foster - Marriage, Mayhem & Happily Ever After

Marriage, Mayhem & Happily Ever After

Copyright 2019 by M.A. Foster

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Cover design: Ruben Carbonell &

Andrea Adams at Bookend Designs

Interior Design: Abigail Davies at Pink Elephant Designs

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This book is not a standalone and contains spoilers from Jaybird, Mackenzie, and Cougar.

The guard waved as our driver eased the SUV through a set of tall white gates and up the long driveway lined with tropical trees and exotic flowers.

This is where were staying? I asked incredulously before looking over at my grandparents.

Grandma Kate nodded. Its beautiful, isnt it?

It was. I didnt know what I was expecting, but it definitely wasnt this. This looks like a resort. Is this just one house?

It is. Wait till you see the view from the back.

The exterior was a light yellow color with steps leading up to the wide porch and a set of dark wooden doors. White storm shutters framed the windows, and the roof was topped with bright red clay tiles. St. Thomas was paradise.

The SUV rolled to a stop in the circular driveway. Opening the passenger door, I climbed out of the back seat. A dark-skinned man dressed in khaki shorts and a white button-down collared shirt emerged from the house and made his way toward us. His long braids were pulled back from his face and secured with a rubber band. Welcome, he said with a thick accent as he held out his hand. Im Felipe.

I shook his hand. Zach. Nice to meet you.

After introducing himself to my grandparents, Felipe headed to the back of the SUV and began unloading our luggage.

Let me help you with that, I offered.

No, sir, he replied with a bright toothy smile. Well take care of it. He nodded to our driverwho had introduced himself earlier as Jessifwhen he came around to help Felipe with our bags. As the two of them joked and laughed with each other, I noticed they were twins.

I followed my grandparents up the stairs, through a set of double doors and into the foyer where the Mackenzies were waiting.

Mac and Ella Mackenzie were my grandparents best friends, and every summer our families vacationed together. But this year it was just me. My brother, Logan, was away at college, and the Mackenzie boys had other commitments. Truthfully, the only reason I came was because I knew she would be here.

Zach, Mimi greeted with a smile as I leaned down to give her a hug. Im so glad you came. Jayla was disappointed she wasnt going to be seeing her cousins on this trip.

My gaze drifted over her shoulder, and I sucked in a sharp breath before pulling away. I heard my grandfather say something about the beach golf tee time Ritz Carlton. Blah, blah, blah. I was only half listening because my attention was locked on the view straight ahead.

The entire back wall was floor-to-ceiling glass spanning the width of the house. The infinity pool just off the patio looked like it dropped off into the ocean that went on for hundreds of miles. Off in the distance, I could see mountains surrounded by more water. It looked like something youd see on a postcard.

But none of those things compared to the breathtaking view of the beauty climbing out of the swimming pool. Her raven-colored hair cascaded down her back like black silk. Her skin was tanned and smooth, and her legs went on for days. Jayla had always been tall, thin, and beautiful.

Her white bikini bottoms were tied at the sides of her narrow hips, and the cheeks of her perfect little ass were peeking out. I imagined what it would be like to cup those cheeks in my hands. And just when I thought she couldnt be more perfect, she turned around.

I felt like Id been gut punched.

Jayla had definitely filled out in all the right places. Her boobs were barely contained behind two triangle-shaped scraps of material.

Zach! she said with excitement.

I didnt remember moving, but somehow I found myself standing in front of her, speechless and staring into her jeweled-colored eyes.

Jay, I said, breathlessly. You look. I raked my eyes down her hot-as-hell body and back up to her beautiful face.

She laughed.

I loved her laugh.

It had been too long. The last time I saw her was two years ago when we sneakily shared our first kiss.

She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me on the cheek. Water soaked through my T-shirt and shorts. I didnt care. Im so glad youre here. Were gonna have so much fun.

I wrapped my arms around her waist. Me, too. I shifted my gaze to the view of the ocean. This place is unreal. I dont think I ever want to leave.