With: Rachel Bailey
1. The Summer of Jake is set in and around Bondi Beach, in Sydney, Australia. Is that your local beach?
Rachel: I live in Queensland, which is further north than Sydney, but I do live near the beach. Plus, I grew up around Australian beaches, so they feel like home to me.
2. Your heroine, Annalise, has a cat who thinks she’s a dog. Are you a cat or dog person?
Rachel: I’m pretty much an all-round animal person – I have three dogs, but in the past I’ve also had cats, and I love cows and horses. I even name the spiders that live in my house!
3. Name two things you have in common with Annalise and two things you have in common with Jake.
Rachel: Annalise has my pale skin that burns easily, and my love of chocolate. Jake and I share favourite movies (not that he’d admit that to most people), and neither of us are particularly fond of wine.
4. Who is your favourite author?
Rachel: Jane Austen, no question. I’ve been reading her books (and watching the movie and TV adaptations) since I was a teenager, and I haven’t become bored with them yet!
THE SUMMER OF JAKE
Falling in love wasn’t part of the plan…
Life is just dandy for aspiring fashion designer Annalise Farley. She has a great job (or she will once her designs are discovered), parents who only slightly disapprove, a cat that thinks she’s a dog, and a best friend…even if she hasn’t seen her in a while.
But then Jake Maxwell saunters back into her life. Jake, the love god. Jake, her best friend’s older brother. Jake, who broke her heart at sixteen without realizing it, then left to become a pro surfer. Now he’s back, having taken the surfing and business worlds by storm, and he’s ready for a new challenge—catching the eye of another girl. And he wants Annalise’s help.
Helping Jake land his next girlfriend is too fraught with emotional danger for her liking, but then Jake offers to put her designs in his shops. Is that the sound of her life cracking at the seams? It’s hard to tell with Jake smiling at her like she’s the only thing that makes him happy…
We both lifted our glasses to taste the last wine, but I couldn’t draw my eyes from his. I felt the Riesling flow over my tongue, and, when I lowered the glass, I licked the remaining taste from my lips. I saw Jake watch the movement.
“Do you like that wine?” I asked, my voice slightly husky.
“Yep.” He took another sip, still watching me with a strange intensity.
“I thought you’d like this one best.”
“I do.” He took a step closer and offered his glass to me. “Try some.”
I considered telling him that my glass came from the same bottle, but didn’t. I was mesmerized. He moved even closer and lifted his glass to my lips. Closing my eyes, I sipped. Then I felt him take the glass from my fingers and heard both glasses landing on the bench. In the same moment, I felt his mouth gently on mine, tasting the sweet wine on my lips.
I tried to contain a slight groan, but it slipped out moments before Jake’s arms wrapped around me, pulling me against him. Winding an arm around his neck and the other around his back, I held him firm, not willing to risk that he might change his mind. Whatever was happening outside in the real world, here and now, Jake was kissing me, and no way was I letting anything stop that.
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