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OVER THE FALLS
Ryder Bay #1
BY JORDAN FORD
He’s drowning in rejection. She’s riding the waves. Can a rich boy and a surfer girl find love at the beach?
Aidan isn’t used to losing. But when his popular girlfriend dumps him right after he tanks at the end-of-year swim meet, he’s not sure if his golden touch will ever return. Embarrassed and dejected, Aidan heads to the rough end of the beach and meets the surfer girl who’s about to change his life.
Every passing week gets Harley one step closer to escaping her crappy house and a mother who doesn’t care about her. Charging the rich pretty boy for lessons could be her post-graduation ticket out of town. But her fiercely independent streak starts to fade when her feelings of pity for Aidan evolve into something more.
As Aidan and Harley’s undeniable attraction comes in with the tide, suspicious friends and an interested ex make waves. Can the unlikely pair overcome a culture clash to find love’s perfect break?
Over the Falls is the first book in the Ryder Bay YA sports romance trilogy. If you like beach culture, hot guys, and youthful passions, then you’ll love Jordan Ford’s fun-drenched novel.
Buy Over the Falls to jump into love’s deep end today!
An Elite on Foreign Sand
Why am I staring at this guy?
Harley! Stop staring!
But I can’t help it.
There’s something about him that draws my attention.
Maybe it’s his height and the broadness of his shoulders.
Damn, he’s fine.
Jed would say that so much better than I could. I can hear his voice in my head. When I tell him this at school on Monday, he’s going to say something funny or come up with some kind of acronym to describe this guy. That’s what my best friend does. He talks in acronyms.
My lips twitch with a smile that quickly disappears.
Because I am still staring at the stranger.
I haven’t seen him down at this end of the beach, which immediately makes me wonder if he’s a) a tourist or b) an Elite.
My eyes narrow slightly.
Yeah, he’s definitely an Elite.
A Walton Academy rich boy.
I can tell by the way he’s standing. Why I think rich private school guys stand differently to anyone else, I’m not sure, but as I get closer, I can make out the Walton Warriors emblem on his T-shirt.
What the hell is he doing at the south end?
The grip on my board tightens.
He’s looking at me now.
Probably trying to work out if he knows me or something. Why else would a short surfer girl be staring at him?
I clench my jaw and attempt to look away, but my eyes are drawn right back.
Maybe it’s not just the fact that he’s good-looking. Although I love how tall he is. The top of my head probably reaches his shoulder. I’d have to go on my tiptoes to kiss him.
My eyes bulge for a second.
What the hell, Harley!
Shut up! Just stop it!
I don’t kiss guys. I mean, I’m not adverse to kissing them. I’ve kissed before, and sometimes it was nice, but there’s a certain vulnerability with the act that I don’t want to put myself through again.
I don’t date. Dating leads to going steady, which leads to getting hurt.
No thank you.
I’ll just stick with my surfing and my skating. Things I love. Things that won’t let me down.
And that’s when it hits me.
That’s why I’m staring.
Not because this Elite is hotter than hot sauce. Not because he’s tall and broad, with a square-cut chin and dark eyebrows. It’s because he looks sad.
And a part of me seems to understand this emotion. Without even realizing it, I feel sorry for the pretty rich boy. But that doesn’t mean I want to talk to him.
Oh crap, he’s moving.
He’s moving in my direction.
I swallow and force my eyes straight ahead.
Why did I stare?
Why did I feel sympathy?
I glance at my wrist, but I shouldn’t bother. I hardly ever wear a watch, and I already know I’m going to be late for work. I’m always late for work when the surf reports are good. I don’t even know why Mrs. Kransky tolerates it. Yet I still have my crappy job scanning groceries at the Freshmart—the grocery stores with the best deals in Ryder Bay. Why shop anywhere else?
He’s getting closer.
I can see him growing bigger in my periphery.
Shit! What do I do?
I can’t just stare at him for what feels like an eternity and then not acknowledge the guy when he walks up to me.
Why’s he walking up to me?
Turning to look at the pier, I hide my cringe, then glance back to see that he’s eight feet away.
His eyes are green.
Green and sad, with flecks of curiosity.
I spot a couple of whiteheads on his chin, and for some reason it makes me feel better. He’s not perfect. He’s human. He’s a human teenager. A rich human teenager. An Elite.
Why do I find that so damn scary?
I don’t want to be intimidated by anybody.
My nostrils flare.
He’s two feet away and he stops, his long toes sinking into the sand in front of me.
I like the shape of his legs. They’re long and muscular, with a fine coating of black hairs. Not like a blanket, just a dusting so I can still see the tanned skin beneath. His thigh muscles flex and my pace slows even though I don’t want it to.
I won’t be afraid of this guy.
I won’t be afraid of anyone.
Just go for casual. Casual and cocky.
“Hey.” He raises his chin at me, and I realize with a sinking heart how much I like the sound of his voice.
Jordan Ford is a huge fan of clean teen sports romance novels, and that’s what she loves to write as well! Filled with high school angst, mystery, danger and young love, these books offer a fun escape. Her new release, Over the Falls (Ryder Bay #1), is out now. If you like surfing, beach culture, hot guys, and youthful passions, then you’re gonna love this new series! Get your FREE introduction to the series HERE: https://www.subscribepage.com/JF_NEW_signup “Writing high school romances brings me the greatest joy. My heart bubbles, my insides zing, and I am at my happiest when immersed in a great scene with characters who have become real to me.”
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