Chapter 1
Summer stares out the window of the black Escalade as they drove down 405 to SeaTac where she would be boarding a plane to the worst place on earth, well in her mind. Summer grew up in the hills of Washington State in her Step-dad's $4.5million mansion. Her parents divorced when she was only 6 months old and she hasn't seen her father since she was 12. In the past 5 years Summer has become one of the rich snobs that she hung out with in school. She had everything she ever wanted and more. This last month all that changed when her mother was killed in a car accident by a drunk driver. Summer's stepdad told her she would be moving to North Carolina to live with her father. That's where Summer is headed now.
The plane took off just as the sun started to rise. Summer lay back in her 1st class seat and closed her eyes. She remembered the days when she was young running in the backyard with her mother chasing her. She remembered her mother's bright blue eyes and long curly blond hair. Her mother was the most beautiful woman Summer has ever met. Summer took more after her father short athletic body with brown hair, but she did get her mother's bright blue eyes. Since her mother died Summer hides her eyes behind big sunglasses because her own eyes make her miss her mom too much.
Summer woke with tears on her face just as the plane touched down at Raleigh-Durham airport in North Carolina. Summer grabbed her laptop bag and her purse and headed off the plane. She wondered what her dad looks like now. Will she recognize him when she sees him? She walked down the air bridge and then down to baggage claim. She looked around but didn't see anyone she recognized. He was supposed to meet her at baggage claim, where could he be? Summer huffed over to grab her bags and started walking up front thinking he must be running late.
"God help me" she mutters under her breath as she looks around at the people walking by. To her they are average nobodies. Summer looks out of place in her $500 sundress and Chanel sunglasses on. Just as she is thinking she is never going to find anyone to her liking a handsome young man with the cutest smile comes walking up to her.
"Summer Weston?" the cute man asks while checking her out head to toe.
"Who's asking?" Summer asks knowing full well it's probably someone who her father sent to pick her up.
"Jackson Melbourne, I work for your father" he said as he picked up her bags and started walking. Summer runs to keep up with him. She checks him out from behind as she is following him. He has rust colored shaggy hair that looks like he just rolled out of bed. He is wearing a fitting black t-shirt and Bullhead jeans that really shape around his very nice butt. He has on a pair of timberland boots. For someone who works in a lawyer's office he sure doesn't dress like it. They get to an old beat up Chevy truck and Jackson casually throws her bags into the bed of the truck. Summer just stares with her jaw dropped.
"You don't actually expect me to ride in that thing do you?" she asked with a look of disgust on her face.
"It's either that or you can walk the 140 miles back to Carolina Beach," Jackson said without a sideways glance at her as he started the truck and put it in gear. Summer rolled her eyes and jumped up in the passenger seat of the truck. She was very surprised to find it actually clean on the inside. Summer pulled her hair up in a ponytail and rolled down her window trying to beat the humidity that made her clothes stick to her body. Summer pushed her sunglasses up on her sweat covered nose and thought to herself "it's hot as hell here." Fitting, as to her she felt like she was in her own personal hell.