Free Sapphire Falls: Going Too Fast (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Big Easy Book 7) by Mari Carr

place on Lauren’s friend Phoebe’s property. When Phoebe had issued the invitation to Zac and Tacy to join them, she’d told Zac to just drive his RV out and park it in the field for the night, so they could enjoy the Booze and not have to worry about driving.
    Since Tacy had given up her room at the B&B two days earlier, her suitcase was parked next to Zac’s bed. She was surprised how much she loved staying in the camper.
    Zac was only a few steps behind Travis. “I told Phoebe we’d put the fire out before heading back to the RV. Thought maybe you’d like to hang out a little longer.”
    She would. There was something very peaceful and romantic about sitting next to a bonfire. Even one that was dying down.
    Add in the babbling of the river, the singing of the crickets and the gentle breeze rustling the leaves, and Tacy was fairly certain she’d found heaven.
    “Sounds great.”
    She and Zac bid Lauren, Travis and their friends goodbye, then reclaimed the two beach chairs they’d carried down from the RV.
    “This place is incredible,” Zac said, mimicking her thoughts exactly.
    “It is.” She paused, wondering how she should initiate the get-to-know-you conversation. Would he think it weird if she started asking a bunch of personal questions? Before she could chicken out, she just dove in.
    “Tell me about your family.”
    Zac tilted his head, his forehead creased in confusion. “The Lewises? What do you want to know?”
    “You always talk about Mama Lewis. Was there a Papa Lewis?”
    He nodded and his instant smile told her he adored the dad as much as the mom. “Yeah. Huge giant of a guy. He’d been a boxer in his younger days. Toughest man I’ve ever known. He was away from home most of the year. Worked on an oil rig for months at a time. Died of a massive heart attack about six, seven years ago. Damn. Can’t believe it’s been that long. It was a rough time for all of us, losing him so unexpectedly.”
    “You said you went to live with Mama Lewis when you were fifteen?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Were you in the foster care system before that or with your parents?”
    Zac fell silent. Tacy bit her lip, suddenly sorry for starting this conversation. The problem was she felt extraordinarily close to Zac. It was preposterous, considering their short acquaintance and how little she truly knew about him. Regardless, she felt like—deep down—she really did know him.
    “I haven’t talked about my mom to anyone in years. Except for Mama Lewis.”
    “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—”
    “No,” Zac cut her off mid-sentence. “Don’t apologize. I’d like to tell you about it. We haven’t talked much about personal stuff, have we?” He gave her a wicked grin that let her know he was perfectly aware of exactly what had kept them virtual—and intimate—strangers.
    “I guess I’m curious. I find myself wanting to know everything about you.”
    Zac gave her a smile so genuine she felt tears sting her eyes. “I want the same. I’m fascinated by you, darlin’.”
    She closed her eyes to stem the happy, touched tears. God, she was not the weepy type. Ever. She’d sat through P.S. I Love You and The Notebook without shedding a tear. Her teammates had teasingly called her a heartless bitch. Truth was tears had always been treated as weakness in her family. If she got a stitch in her side or a cramp in her leg, her father had scolded her for getting weepy and told her to play through the pain. After a while, she’d sort of forgotten how to cry.
    “I’m hardly fascinating.”
    Zac scoffed. “You’re kidding me, right? You’re interesting, funny, cute, and sexy as hell. If that doesn’t make you fascinating, Tacy Bradford, I don’t know what else would.”
    “Damn,” she whispered.
    “What’s wrong?”
    “I really want to talk to you, learn more about you, but when you say stuff like that, it’s very difficult for me not to jump on board and fuck your brains out.”
    Zac’s loud laughter