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Swept Away
Swept Away
Swept Away
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Swept Away

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On Australia's hottest beach, a lifeguard and surfer sizzle.

Barking Beach lifeguard Damian "Damo" Williams has never been with a guy. But he's...wondered. Imagined. Fantasized.

While rescuing a terrified swimmer who threatens to overpower him, he gets unexpected backup from surfer Blake.

Then Blake asks him out.

Well, not in so many words, and since Damo's always identified as straight, it's not like it's a date. Right? But here's his opportunity to see what it would be like with a bloke. A muscular bloke who wears guyliner and sexy skintight clubwear when he's not riding waves. A bloke with the confidence to give Damo exactly what he's secretly been craving and leave him begging for more...

Swept Away is a bonus short story from Keira Andrews featuring characters from the novel Flash Rip. This LGBT romance includes bisexuality exploration, first-time mm sex, and of course a happy ending.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherKeira Andrews
Release dateOct 9, 2019
ISBN9781988260457
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Keira Andrews

After writing for years yet never really finding the right inspiration, Keira discovered her voice in gay romance, which has become a passion. She writes contemporary, historical, paranormal and fantasy fiction, and—although she loves delicious angst along the way—Keira firmly believes in happy endings. For as Oscar Wilde once said, “The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.” You can find out more about Keira and her books at: www.keiraandrews.com

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    Swept Away - Keira Andrews

    As the pale arms went up in the turquoise water, waving madly, Damo groaned. The radio had been running hot all day with rescue after rescue, and he’d just paddled in with a tourist who’d ignored the warnings not to swim at the north end of Barking Beach. Now here were two more—young men wrestling with their useless boogie boards they’d probably bought for ten bucks at Target.

    Damo grabbed his radio from the buggy parked on the sand and tossed down the red-framed sunnies he’d only just put back on. Come in, Central. I’m getting wet again. Croc’s got two blokes. He shielded his eyes from the glare, keeping track of them.

    Yep, copy that—we see them. I’ll send Cody down to help, but it’ll take him a few minutes to get through the crowd.

    Grabbing the long rescue board by its rope handle, Damo ran back into the surf. The tide was going out, and the rip current the lifeguards called the Croc was dragging out the boogie boarders at three meters per second. On his knees, Damo paddled hard with both hands. He punched over a swell in the impact zone, shaking saltwater and his long, wavy blond hair out of his face.

    He used the power of the current to get him out to the two flailing men. Both were full-on panicking. One had the arm rope from the boogie board around his ankle as if it was a surfboard leash, and Damo choked down frustration. They had no bloody business swimming outside the safe, flagged area. Even then, they should probably stay waist-deep, and those cheap pieces of Styrofoam wouldn’t do shit.

    He kept his eyes locked on them as he neared, assessing which patient to grab first. Normally, the lifeguards went for the person farthest out, but the nearer man’s red hair was plastered over his eyes, and he bobbed under, disappearing for long seconds. His boogie board had disappeared, finally torn away. He looked to have about two gasps left in him, and then he wouldn’t come up.

    Paddling hard, Damo watched him go under again in the three-foot swells rolling by. Heart in his throat, he willed the man back up above the surface. The bloke remained hidden, swallowed by the Indian Ocean, his mate beyond him shouting, trying to fight the Croc head-on instead of swimming sideways out of the rip.

    Ten meters away from the ginger man now. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Five. Two.

    Plunging an arm in and reaching for the dark blur under the clear water, Damo snatched him up by the hair, just able to grasp him and haul him over the rescue board. The man was deathly pale, his ginger freckles stark, but he was gasping and muttering.

    Damo couldn’t even be relieved—he still had to get the other patient. He glanced back to see if Cody was in the water yet. No sign. He knew Cody

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