Coming Undone

Coming Undone
Stephanie Tyler

Oh no! Surfer–make that ex-surfer–Carly Winters can't believe she accidentally faxed an erotic letter to…a secure military line? Now navy SEAL Jonathon "Hunt" Huntington is at her door, fax in hand, asking her how the fantasy ends.Talk about fate… Because Carly's parents think Hunt is her new boyfriend, and Carly does need a wedding date ASAP. Hunt's ready to play–only on one condition. Carly's got to teach him to hang ten. Problem is it's been a while since Carly's career-ending accident and she's terrified of anything aqua. But with Hunt, letting go just may make her fantasy a reality!

Coming Undone

Stephanie Tyler

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

For my daughter Lily,

who is my very favorite surfer girl and

who has more courage than anyone I know.

Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

1

“I STARTED WITH, I THINK it’s sexy when we cuddle.”

At her best friend’s words, Carly tried hard not to laugh into the phone’s receiver, but she was unsuccessful. Cuddling was not sexy. Cuddling was for dogs and cats; it wasn’t appropriate fantasy material. Not the erotic kind, anyway, which is what Samantha had attempted to write for her boyfriend.

Carly sat back in her chair and tried to compose herself. After a minute, she managed to choke out, “Sam, I don’t think cuddling’s going to get Joe all hot and bothered. Telling him that you want to cuddle after he strips off your clothes slowly, gets you spread-eagled on the bed and has his way with you thoroughly might get him revved up. But you’d have to be more explicit. You could start with something like, I want to feel your tongue tracing a path down my neck, while your hand reaches between my…”

“Ha. I’m surprised you remember what a man’s touching you is like.”

“Why are we friends again?” Sam’s easy laughter made Carly smile into the phone.

“Because I’m here to remind that you need to get back to your wild ways. Mainly so I can live vicariously through you,” Sam said.

“It’s time for you to get a little wild. Let yourself go and try again. Joe will love it.”

The inspiration for her friend’s truly awful creation was an article in Total Woman Magazine, written by Candy

Valentine, titled: “Take Him Over The Falls: Revealing Your Most Erotic Fantasy To Your Man.”

Sam had lent her the magazine last week, and Carly had had a good chuckle over the title of the piece, an old surfing term that literally meant losing control. Apparently, the article had started some kind of erotic fantasy-writing craze, and her best friend had decided to jump on the bandwagon.

The article had given Carly food for thought. Lots and lots of thought.

“I’m not good at this kind of stuff,” Sam said.

“You’re confusing sexual fantasy with romance. They’re very different animals, according to Candy. You’ve got to forget the cozy-up by the fire routine and think about turning up the heat from the inside instead,” Carly explained.